It’s not Blaze who answers Natalie first. It’s Ghost, butting in with concern in his voice. The little bot has been at the side of an impulsive, often self-destructive Guardian for more than seven years now, and there’s something in the Pokemon trainer’s voice that has him on edge.
“Stay with the convoy! We're here to retrieve the food, not to slaughter Fallen!”
“Ghost’s right,” Blaze chimes in. The Titan is well out of view of the convoy by now, lost among the trees. “It’s a supply run, not the Battle of Twilight Gap. Stick with the others and get out of there. Anything threatens your retreat, do what you’ve got to do. But you’re not a soldier. Don’t get yourself killed.”
She can no longer see the convoy to know if anything yet stands in their way. Last she saw they had a clean shot out of there, save for those fighting that big captain. It it comes to it, they should use all the firepower it takes. But she’s not ordering a civilian to stand and die without a damned good reason, and the only objective here is the food.
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Stay with the convoy! We're here to retrieve the food, not to slaughter Fallen!”“Ghost’s right,” Blaze chimes in. The Titan is well out of view of the convoy by now, lost among the trees. “It’s a supply run, not the Battle of Twilight Gap. Stick with the others and get out of there. Anything threatens your retreat, do what you’ve got to do. But you’re not a soldier. Don’t get yourself killed.”
She can no longer see the convoy to know if anything yet stands in their way. Last she saw they had a clean shot out of there, save for those fighting that big captain. It it comes to it, they should use all the firepower it takes. But she’s not ordering a civilian to stand and die without a damned good reason, and the only objective here is the food.