[Doing deliveries before the scope of that whole - business, is it; even that much makes Palamedes frown sympathetically. It was beyond stressful for most everyone, he can't imagine what it was like for the actual non-combatants.

He reaches over and gives Shoyo's shoulder a little fist bump, the same as Shoyo did moments ago. It's fine to leave; in fact, it was definitely the best possible idea.]

You wouldn't have, [is all he has to say about, ah, wherever he happened to wind up. He doesn't much feel like revisiting it, partially because it seems even more traumatizing to everyone else, to hear even the smallest detail. Palamedes' ability to compartmentalize is transcendent; he knows not everyone has that luxury, and It Was Gross.]

If you wanted to talk about it... Well; no pressure, obviously. But I've been told listening is one of my incredibly high-ranked skills.