[There's a reason Dualscar never listens to this frequency. There's a reason the captains in general never listen to this frequency, unless they absolutely have to; even for the coldest highblood, there's so much pain here, so much agony, that it's palpable, a physical presence in the room. Even the drones, who can't understand what's being said, feel it, and are unusually quiet and still.]
[He can feel the Psiioniic huddling against him and shaking, and he puts an arm around him, holding him close against his side. Then the newest helmsman, the one with fresh biowires, breaks down into unconsolable sobs that even the quiet, gentle whisperings of the older helmsmen can't fix, and he flips off the device.]
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[He can feel the Psiioniic huddling against him and shaking, and he puts an arm around him, holding him close against his side. Then the newest helmsman, the one with fresh biowires, breaks down into unconsolable sobs that even the quiet, gentle whisperings of the older helmsmen can't fix, and he flips off the device.]
[The silence is almost deafening.]