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WHO: Miles + people
WHERE: Various locations, mostly DC7
WHEN: May catch-all!
WHAT: Ditto.
WARNINGS: To be edited as necessary.

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[ She'll make an effort at keeping her voice calm. She doesn't need to have two arguments with short-tempered, small people today. ]

Or safely in the back, where you won't need to be carried out by a medic or healed at first sign of injury when there are other concerns.

[ At least Miles is more apt to listen even now. That armswoman oath wasn't just for show. ]

I am perfectly capable of remaining functional even while injured. There's no need to do any of that - it's merely prudent if available.

What healers on your list do you have that would outright ignore you to continue their mission if you were to get injured? Or friends, for that matter. You getting hurt would halt things, Miles, whether you like it or not.

[ Stubborn silence for a moment as he searches for an answer to that. ]

I'm not special in that regard. Healers would stop to help anyone injured.

Yeah, they tends to be why they're healers. What about your employees, can you say everyone in the Dendarii would ignore the objective instead of making sure you're all right?

... I would hope they'd be professional enough by then.

[ But the sinking feeling across his link is likely indicative enough all by itself. He knows she's right. ]

[ She sighs. ]

That wasn't even what I came in here to talk about.

... No. No, it wasn't. I've sidetracked us.

[ And with that, he sighs and crumples a bit. Not quite acceding to her argument, but acknowledging that he is certainly out of ammunition. ]

I'll talk to Ed.

Thank you.

[ A sentiment she means fully. ]

I don't expect you to mediate everything, but if you're planning on recruiting him, you should know about this before you go through with it.