You were part of the same squad as F and B, and formerly D and S (but they died). You F, B and S were exploring a few hours ago, but you 4 ran into a sentinel, and only 3 of you guys came out alive. During this fight S was killed, her core was eating by the sentinel. F grabbed her tail and used it to kill the sentinel then he intertwined it with his tail, for more protection. B ended up getting more snappy and bitchy, than before, because of the death of S. B has always been bitchy and snappy, and tired, but now that snappy and bitchy-ness is worse.

The 3 of you continued walking through the building, B was in the front of the line, because she’s the most responsible now that S is dead. F didn’t look that affected by the death of S, but he was still sad. B wasn’t handing the death well, clearly. F kept looking around for anything useful to use to get out, while B just kept walking, not even looking back.

“Um… B, don’t you think you should slow down a little.” F asked B, his voice was less loud than usual. B’s tail flicked, she didn’t even reply to F, she just kept walking at the same speed, not slowly down one bit. F sighed quietly, he knew that B and S were best friends and that B wasn’t going get over it for a while. B’s tail kept flicking in grief and pain, as she walked.