[ What could she say, she had a comforting and disarming affect. Which was why the kid was freaking the fuck out in front of Darcy now. She stifles the urge to roll her eyes and gives him a shrug. ]

It fucking sucks, but at least you've had experience with it, then. Go through shit, come back stronger, ehn? Do you want me to carry you up to the drill?

[ It was offered in earnest. The kid was kind of shrimpy and she trusted her own strength to prevail where the kid's wouldn't. ]