It was obvious that she was distressed. Dakota could feel her core aching for the child and had to fight the urge to pull her into a hug. It was likely the gesture wouldn’t be welcomed considering Rebecca’s behavior; getting too close would probably cause more anxiety for her.
“Uh-huh.” Dakota nodded, smiling warmly. “He’s my Unit Commander, so I get to work very closely with him. And I know that he wanted to be here, but he’s unfortunately gets pretty busy.”
She straightened as she pressed her lips together into a thin line. Ah… “Do you want to… get cleaned up? I’m… we can find you something to wear that’s in your size. I’m sure you’d feel better with some clean clothing.”
“Ah.”
It was such a soft noise in response, acknowledging that she understood that. No one would yell at her if she was quiet, right?
Rebecca visibly debated on deciding that, much like the human she was taught to act as, before softly answering.
“…y-yes. Th-That would be fine…”
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