Ravi turned and fled

Ravi just stood silently as Arlen finished the entire drink. He waited a minute or more, watching as the Captain covered his hand with both of his hands, his voice was hoarse as if on the verge of tears, "Today, it was my fault."

It was so familiar. After he smiled, waved everyone goodbye. After he dismissed the team, he would return to his dorm room, images of those that had died because of his poor decision would pester in his image, rendering him unable to sleep. It was his fault. He should have been faster, smarter, and a better hero. It was so familiar.

"How is it your fault?"