Nolan looked at the new team medic, and then looked at the rest of the crew. “He just called Ciara ‘sweet’” Willie stifled a snort. “My friend, Ciara is many things. Sweet isn’t one of them.”
The medic looked at them all and shook his head. “You don’t see it do you?”
Nolan looked at him, “What do you mean?”
“She wears her scars like the grandest diamond necklace, and because of that nobody looks past it. Yeah, she’s tough, she’s been through hell, and she can handle herself. But that woman, deep down, is sweet.” He looked at the old crew. “You don’t see it at all do you. You see the tough and don’t bother to remember she’s a person, not a machine.”
