"Let's go."
Rebecca hesitated and looked back, "What about them? We can't leave them here."
Wrock put a hand on her shoulder, "Listen, I don't want to leave them here either, but we can't bring them. Who knows what is waiting out there?"
"I. . . I don't want to-"
"I'm sure they would want you to leave, right? Stay alive for their sake, don't go and get yourself needlessly killed."
"How can you be so calm?! People died in front of us! My friends!"
"A certain someone showed me that being calm in situations like these is the best you can do. Keeping your head steady makes sure you don't make choices affected by your emotions. I'm not saying to ignore their deaths, just make sure you don't die as well."
"What's the point?"
Wrock's eyes narrowed, "Dangerous thoughts. Are you going to let them get away with this? Do you really think your friends would appreciate you lying down and quitting now?"
"I. . . suppose not."
