“Ah, Hana! I watched your last stream. I think I’m getting old, I don’t know what all these acronyms stand for.”
Taking an interest in their merry band of misfits was something she tried to do (when time allowed for it) despite the little experience she had when it came to Hana’s hobbies. Someone needed to, she thought - Angela remembered fondly her time when she was Hana’s age, how lonely things could get when there was no one around but grizzled soldiers and bitter veterans.
She was young, too young to be involved in something like this. Angela knew that much.
Yet, she made no attempt to treat her like a child - she was a fighter, a brave heart just as strong as any the doctor had known before her, and that deserved respect. Lips curled into a smile, she did her best to appear as if she had any idea about the games the other played.
“You’ll have to teach me how to play sometime, okay?”
“ 그래? i didn’t know you were interested in video games -- or my streams, for that matter! ” a grin spreads across her cheeks, eyes beaming almost.
there’s a strange pride that fills her when she learns of a colleague’s curiosity in her hobby -- it’s not often you get to speak about ' CHILD’S GAMES ’ when you’re on a battlefield, fighting for your LIFE. && the hours after they’ll spend after, replaying scenes in their heads -- she’s no exception, it’s draining.
admittedly, the first time she looked down and saw BLOOD staining her hands, body tensed with terror, before she realized it was simply her bare, clean hands, she thought herself pathetic. she had learned, quickly, she wasn’t alone, when she heard pained groans at night, and saw tense soldiers at morn.
when her equipment had finally arrived to the bunker, she had locked herself in her room for hours -- just playing. there was no streams, just games. no one questioned it.
“ you’d really like to learn? i think i have the perfect game for you then! have you heard of dark souls three? ” oh, now her grin’s just sinister.
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