I do what I have to do, and we're given clearance.

"Agreed."

We begin walking towards the infirmary. I don't like going here. I don't like reminders that we're not unstoppable, that we can get so seriously hurt that we can't just get up again and fight immediately.

It's unavoidable, and it's happened to me, too. Doesn't mean we can't get up again ever. Just takes a while to heal, sometimes.

I still hate it, though.

I especially hate when it's any of the others, because it's a reminder of how I failed.

Nearly there. The guard outside the door nods to us.