#For multiple reasons Taryn getting Ultradepression is so funny XD

[taryn40k]

It would be some time after Haertloch’s confrontation that the dark skinned psyker would enter his room, a somber, thoughtful look in his eyes. He notes the particularly intact state of the room, and the bowl of incense and finds himself more concerned.

“Hello Taryn, I…hope you are recovering well.” He murmurs gently, pointedly avoiding his usual friendly utterance of ‘sibling’ for the wounded man’s sake. “…I do not know what he said, as he has pointedly refused to speak with us while performing his duties, but…I want to apologize…” he pauses “…no. I cannot speak for him, only myself.” He corrects, shaking his head as he draws closer, taking the chair that was used to barricade the door and instead coming to take a place by his bed. “Haertloch has a good heart. He is a steadfast man that…cares deeply for us. We were together in chains, and in the shit.” He explains softly “…but that also means that his tolerance for outsiders is….not.” He finally settles, head bowed. “I hope he was not…too hurtful, with his words believing he was protecting. But I want to reiterate that I have no regrets aiding you, even if we find ourselves on the end of inquisitorial scrutiny. I consider you a fast friend, and an amazing example of humanity.” He affirms, a hand tentatively coming to his shoulder.

“No one decides whom I choose to save but me, and The Emperor.”

"I'm a mediocre soldier, a poor strategist, and now a cripple.... Amongst other things. Honestly I'd be surprised if they even took the time to slap a prosthetic onto me at all. I like to think that I have... potential, maybe. Sometimes Harken seems to think so too. But the world will not wait for me to grow before it tries to crush me. The device didn't get me, thank to you and Meli, but something else will. I'm like a guardsman, saving me is pointless, I will immediately be sent into some other hell to die over there instead. That's just the fate of regular people, isn't it? But your group actually does some good, you survive things, you make things move forward. So I understand Haertloch's anger, at you all putting yourselves in danger for me. Nevermind that I would never have let anything happen to you all. None of you were ever in danger with me. And... I'm stupid and stubborn, so I'm going to keep living as long as the world fails to crush me. But I'm probably running out of gas after this one. I was a convinient soldier, now I'm probably not gonna be much. Hey don't cry for me if you come across me as a servitor in the halls one day, ok? Just keep Ock away..."