She noticed, and her momentary searching look at him went unnoticed. She hadn't meant it to cause worry, and a momentary twinge of guilt at just not thinking came over her. Her answer is immediate, hurried: "The cryo units are mostly fine - I think some empty ones might have been damaged, but nothing with anybody inside. I was there again getting checked out after the Ingress went haywire, I got a look."

The medbay was as much of a mess as anywhere else, but there was at least that.

At Bruce's next words, she lifted her hand automatically to gesture the misunderstanding, then immediately hissed in a gasp of pain. The pain was in her voice a moment later. "No, no. I know you didn't, I know. I mean they don't know. They might not even know exactly what happened - they might just know we destroyed their planet and left. We're not, but we could have been completely genocidal for all they know." She paused briefly, and there was loathing in what she said next. "We could have been the last ship I was on."

She lowered her hand, frozen where she'd lifted it, and rested it on the arm of Bruce's chair with a relieved breath.

"I know you didn't want to, and we tried. I know we did. That's what I mean - it didn't matter. For all they knew, we'd just destroy them without a thought, and they came anyway. Trying isn't enough sometimes. Not with something like this."

She got it. Now, with distance, she can wonder if she would have survived another planetary discussion mission. If she wouldn't have decided that...death was the best option there was for her before she lost herself completely.