Should he comment on that?  Offer support?  He wasn’t sure what to say, if it would even be welcome.

Pretty awkward situation. Maybe you should’ve had Piggot here after all.

Although I have a hard time imagining she’d be much comfort to Vista, at least she could’ve helped break the ice.

“Hello,” he spoke.  He received a chorus of muttered and murmured greetings in return.

Yeeeah, the moods aren’t exactly high around here these days. It certainly doesn’t help that Weld walked in here as a replacement for one of their dead friends.

“Look,” he said, “I won’t make a big deal of this.  The guys upstairs want me in charge.  It’s going to take me a short while to get up to speed, but I hope to prove to you guys that I can and will work as hard as anyone.”

I… don’t think that’s what they’re grumbling about, but nice try.

It was hard to say what he’d expected, but surely he should have gotten more of a response than some blank stares and glazed looks.  Was it the wrong time for this?  Every single one of them looked dog tired.  Clockblocker looked like he was barely managing to stand.

I suppose on top of the mourning process, they’ve had a lot of shit to deal with recently.

“From everything I’ve heard, you guys are an excellent team, and I hope I can do you justice as a leader.  It’s my hope that we can improve on a winning formula.  I’ve talked to the director about some special training-”

Stop talking. They clearly don’t want to hear about work right now.

“Training?” Clockblocker interrupted, “You just lost me.”

…what, is there no training here at all?

Or is he commenting on there being no time for that between the shit they have to deal with?

“If you’ll hear me out, I think you’ll like the idea.”

“Have you seen the situation out there?” Clockblocker challenged him, “Less than an hour ago, I saved a guy I know from my high school physics class from being dragged into an alley by a half-dozen grown men.  One of them stuck him with a needle before I got him away from them.  The Hospitals are shut down or over capacity, so I brought him here.  He’s upstairs right now, getting drugs to ensure he doesn’t get HIV.”

Yikes. Yep, sounds like the latter situation.

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