[Cora remains in her armor - seated upon a pile of boxes with both fists pressed against the front of her helmet. Dice was still laid up in the infirmary and had lost a lot of blood but he'd recover. Dagger was making a report to Ulysses about the whole situation in Cora's stead and Scythe was holed up somewhere. Probably beating herself up about not being able to keep from being locked down by Isaac.]
...Just what the hell happened....Mongrel... Oxide... Appletree...
[The Sinclair family sword laid close by, still stained thoroughly from Last Stage's blood. Cora herself had more than a few injuries. Yet she still hadn't relinquished her armor for repairs nor attended to her own wounds.]And now those bastards are on Mars.
... goddamnit... what am I even doing...
[But at least the populace remained unharmed... god only knows what could have happened and-]Mum!
[She was startled, didn't they drop everyone off just before the mission once they were sure it was safe? She didn't really have much time to think as there was a light clunk
against her armor as her son hugged her tightly.]Mum, they just said you got back and I saw one of your friends get pulled away on one of those hospital cart things and I tried looking for you there but they didn't say you were there and I tried to find you all over the place and-
[Lucas was just belting out the words in a frantic manner, getting exceedingly more out of breath, Cora's helmet pulled open and she gave her son a comforting smile.]
Lucas... Lucas... calm down... breath... its okay. I'm alright... I just got scratched a few times... its not so bad.But Mum, you're bleeding! You got holes in your fancy space suit thing... We need to find the ships nurse!
[Everyone will be treated to the sight of a young boy barely in his teens trying his damndest to tug a grown woman in power armor off her seat to find someone to help with her wounds. Cora doesn't even look embarrassed at all.]
[Cora's bandaged up after finally relenting to Lucas' frantic attempts to get her into the infirmary and downright exhausting himself with his futile tugs. Now out of her armor, she and her son were relaxing in front of a TV, watching some old television show from what you could tell and enjoying some sandwiches. Peanut butter and Jam from the looks of it, there was an entire plate full of them off to the side too. Despite the horrific stress and losses taken during the mission, Cora seemed surprisingly at peace - and Lucas just looked quite happy to be by his mother's side.]
Hey... do you want to join us? I think after the day we all had, you could use the rest too.
[She motions lightly with her mechanical arm to the empty space next to her.][3a] [Locked to Roads]
[After a while Cora found someone to look after Lucas for a while. For her own reasons she was going to look for someone on the ship to talk to.]
Roads?... Could you spare a while for me?[3b] [Babysitting] [Anyone who isn't Cynthia.]
[Whoever you are, you've been tasked by Cora to look after her son while she handles some private business. He's been pretty energetic and was asking you questions non-stop and often looking around wherever you're with him with much excitement. Hm... maybe he had too many of those sandwiches.] [The Squad]
[Dice, Dagger, Scythe. Along with Cora they're all that's left of the team. Dagger remained silent as he looked over the post battle report he was going to send to HQ, Scythe was cradling her gun... and Dice?]Mongrel... that idiot... I can't believe it... he just... why did he.... god... what are we gonna tell his mother? I heard she was just starting to get lucid again!
[Dice was agonizing over the loss of his friend. He may have been an jerk, but Mongrel was their jerk.]