"Understood." Sakura was saying a lot of that these days, but it was the simplest way to say that she did -- understand, that is. For all the ongoing frustration of Quarantine and the mess of time involved, the people and faces coming back from fighting the Ohm was more familiar to her. She couldn't frontline in a war in space, not how she could back home.

But if she was useless in one way, then she was useful in another. Taking care of massive internal bleeding while people literally exploded or exsanguinated around her had a different feeling than this, if barely. These people had already managed through the battle; now it was up to them and Medical to ensure they kept what they'd won.

Life, for another day. With a full recovery, if any of them had a say in it.