I have to spread this feel. So I had unit X5-58 work together with X3-28 often before they had been declared destroyed after a solo mission that had gone wrong. X3-28 was the one that was sent to asses what had happened and found their remains.
I told my buddy about a feel I had given myself about X3-28 and how he used to work with X5-58.
He was sitting in the srb, having negative thoughts about himself and his performance. He wasn’t sure what he had been feeling since finding X5-58’s uniform. Either way, what he felt was confusing and painful. “Perhaps, I should be reset."
X5-58, sitting across from him crooked one of their brows at him. "Why do you say that?” they asked in the calm and soothing tone X3-28 had grown accustomed to.
He answered, “I am mentally compromised.”
“Do you mean emotionally?"
X3-28 went quiet for a moment. "I feel… I am a burden to the other units. There is no use for me."
With a mild frown, X5-58 stated "That’s ridiculous. You were never a burden to me. If it weren’t for you, I would have been wiped a long time ago…” X5-58 lowered their head and pulled a faint smile. “You kept me alive."
It was quiet again and X3-28 looked back at the empty seat across from him, where X5-58 used to sit when the two of them weren’t on duty. "Then why are you not here?"