[ She brings her hand up to run through Shoko's hair, stroking it. ]

I get it. My best friend's an asshole too. [ It's said softly, affectionately, for as much of this as she actually can get. Which is not a lot, but hey, at least there's always the strictly normal human level of connections and people one cares for. ] I'd still be sad if he died, let alone... anything else.

[ Everything that will remain beyond her. Poppy's quiet for a moment, thinking. ]

I mean... even medics have to survive stuff, right? I know there's a whole lot I don't know, but I thiiiink they're still pretty important. And PTSD is still a thing and all, so it's not like you've gotta sell yourself that short.