"I won't get sick," She said it plainly, as a promise, but she did finally top her flask and put on her belt.

And then she reclined to a couch, shaking her head. "One more of our guys gone. Knew this guy though: not well, like a lot of these others. But he was cool, smart, had promise. He was the kind of guy you'd count on and could laugh with."

She bent her head a moment. "I'll miss that guy."