Lash hadn't said much during the funerals of Howard and Cedric. Even now she was mostly quiet, in her corner, arms behind her back, directly on the ship's floor so she could look at the stars.War is war. She'd been dealing with death most of her life, but it had been honestly one of the rare few times that she had actually cared about it. Sturm's own death had been treated as a oh it happened thing, but Punchy, as a stupid, dumb idiotic idiot he had been, was still a teammate.

She didn't cry. In that moment, she was acting much more like some of Black Hole would have reacted, her thoughts in her mind more as to what they should be doing next before it happened again. Besides, he'd laugh at her if she started to cry about him. Asshole. Lash's caring wasn't as typical as most other's, after all.

But they might have noticed a tear when he had been launched as she gave him a military salute farewell.