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[punched_hitler]

"Guess it's not so bad, then," he says - not to mock her or make her feel bad, just being honest, admitting, in a way, that maybe Daja was better off home than here. If she'd had the type of deal the Admiral had never needed to grant, then why put her through this place, after all?

"I guess that probably comes in handy," he has to admit, too, because he honestly guesses it does. Although maybe it's worse, too, knowing the instant something is wrong, someone is gone.

The rest of what she says, though... he hesitates, because she's hit the nail on the head - he doesn't like asking for things. He likes it even less now than he did before, when he was at least willing to ask things of his friends. Now, he's not - not unless it isn't for him. She even couches it in terms of a trade, and for that, he's grateful, but even at the same time, he's got little that anyone else can use, even if he'd give it up in a heartbeat if it's needed. "I haven't needed anything," is all he says, carefully, after a minute - he doesn't want to throw her offer back in her face, after all. That's unkind, and he doesn't like being unkind to Tris. "I can get by on my own. But thanks."

If... if something comes up, with Libby, maybe, after Iris brings her back (he wishes she wouldn't, but he knows she will). He doesn't want to burn that bridge. "Just - take care of yourself. And your ma."