[ New Phoenix. John sets his chin out and turns his head down almost against his chest in a half nod. That had given him a relative timeline to go from. What with time having been established as unreliable be it by slipspace anomaly or something outside his ken, he could be grateful for that if nothing else.
That Halsey wasn't short with him was good, too. They hadn't seen each since the fall of Reach, and John imagined she had questions of her own. Still, it would be best not to mince words. He wasn't worth much to anyone in pieces. ]
Forward Unto Dawn crashed landed on Requiem and it was the Didact himself at the helm of the Mantle's Approach - somehow. [ It was explained, somewhat but John was processing a lot then. ] We stopped his attempts to compose Earth in its entirety.
[ John didn't furnish Halsey with details like how he and Cortana piggybacked onto the Mantle's Approach by coasting under the slipspace shield of even the specifics of Ivanoff Station. That wasn't him, boasting. And it had all been her planning in the first place - John just did all of the footwork.
And you couldn't hold up any military victory over six million civilian casualties that blinked out existence because you couldn't stop one short-tempered captain. That many lives, and still just one weighed heaviest. ]
She, Cortana-
[ John turns the helmet in his hands, revealing a vacated AI neural interface system; the sum of Cortana's physical existence rendered mute to a small slot at the base of his skull for dust to build up in. ]
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That Halsey wasn't short with him was good, too. They hadn't seen each since the fall of Reach, and John imagined she had questions of her own. Still, it would be best not to mince words. He wasn't worth much to anyone in pieces. ]
Forward Unto Dawn crashed landed on Requiem and it was the Didact himself at the helm of the Mantle's Approach - somehow. [ It was explained, somewhat but John was processing a lot then. ] We stopped his attempts to compose Earth in its entirety.
[ John didn't furnish Halsey with details like how he and Cortana piggybacked onto the Mantle's Approach by coasting under the slipspace shield of even the specifics of Ivanoff Station. That wasn't him, boasting. And it had all been her planning in the first place - John just did all of the footwork.
And you couldn't hold up any military victory over six million civilian casualties that blinked out existence because you couldn't stop one short-tempered captain. That many lives, and still just one weighed heaviest. ]
She, Cortana-
[ John turns the helmet in his hands, revealing a vacated AI neural interface system; the sum of Cortana's physical existence rendered mute to a small slot at the base of his skull for dust to build up in. ]
She stayed behind.