[He'd honestly thought she would fare better, here; she'd been so unhappy for so long. She would never have his faith, never find fulfillment in service as he does, never feel safe in a world she completely failed to understand. Ben loves Abigail, but in full knowledge that she was only wilting and dying in the Barge environment, he reluctantly admitted that maybe this is for a purpose. The Admiral is merciful. Perhaps he wanted those that would never flourish in his service to be given a new chance here.
So Ben took Abigail down to the planet, he escorted her to where she should be safe amongst others that shared more with her than he'd ever seen aboard the Barge, and he left to fulfill his own duties.
Then the prayer medallion around his neck goes cold, and now he's pissed. Pausing only to send off a request for her resurrection to the Admiral, Ben blurs across the distance - he doesn't need to be physically close to not be far away - until he's appearing in the mouth of the alley.]
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So Ben took Abigail down to the planet, he escorted her to where she should be safe amongst others that shared more with her than he'd ever seen aboard the Barge, and he left to fulfill his own duties.
Then the prayer medallion around his neck goes cold, and now he's pissed. Pausing only to send off a request for her resurrection to the Admiral, Ben blurs across the distance - he doesn't need to be physically close to not be far away - until he's appearing in the mouth of the alley.]
Abigail?