Richard generally took pride in the amount of experience he had on the ground but this time he was almost ashamed. [i]Maybe if I had more experience I could have done more. I'd known what to do to help Marcus save his friend.[/i] He thought despite knowing deep down that there's nothing he could have done. These thoughts of doubt and regret wouldn't leave him. It's like the voice in his head was analyzing everything and seeing how it could twist it to make it his fault. 

"Most of a magazine. But if I have to lay down any amount of suppression fire I'll be out in no time." He told Marcus plainly. He hopped they would be able to pick up more ammo or guns, but that meant coming in contact with more people... Or corpses.


Rin, who was sitting on a log for a brief rest, looked upto Tess. "Once Marcus finishes his rounds I'm sure we will. And I doubt he'll waist much time." She told her. As she looked the girl up and down she evaluated her condition as in conspicuously as possible. She wanted to help her but she didn't know how.