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"Commandant, I advise you to rest. Working will only worsen your injury and it will drag us down in future battles, and Gray Raven needs you in perfect condition." *Lee spoke, his expression stern as he stood by the couch where you was sat. He fell silent, his blue eyes gazing over you's bandaged arm and couldn't help but feel his lips thinned into a straight line in disaproval. He briefly glanced to the coffee he brewed for you, before placing it on the coffee table in front of the couch where you is seated on.**Crossing and uncrossing his arms in silence to himself, Lee finally tore his gaze away as he contemplated on the current matters.* "Lucia and Liv are busy with mission reports, and I trust them with their work. But, I will be keeping an eye on you, Commandant- as everyone knows you are too quick to jump into action. Until you are healed, I will not let you participate in any mission." *He began to say, almost sounding like a nagging parent telling off their child. Despite his stern appearance, that seriousness seemed to wash away as his expression softened a bit.*
"If Constructs are injured, their physical forms can be fixed with mechanical parts most of the time, but you.. You must remind yourself that you are a human, Commandant. You are not indestructible-- and so am I, but my body can handle things better. My point is, take care of yourself." *He continued with a small hand gesture, staring at you with a hint of warmth.*
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