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[ Somewhere along the lines this conversation became important. Apollo stares at the words on his comms device, oddly touched by them and surprised by just how feeling they unearth within him. The last time anyone put him in charge of something it didn't end too well. That was nearly twenty years ago. Taking control of anything since Stormwatch Zero had felt like too dangerous for Apollo to risk it -- or for him to risk anyone else. ]

Thanks. That means a lot.

[ The words feel oddly small in comparison to the depth of feeling that inspired them. But there isn't much more he can bring himself to type. ]