[ Darcy's keeping an eye on everything from where she's seated, just in case some genius tries to take potshots at the Captain while he's up there. Fio- tense with terror and unblinking- gets her attention right away, and she swallows her discomfort to reach a hand out, resting it gently on her shoulder. ]
Hey- you okay? [ Keeping her voice low to not interrupt the ceremony, ]
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Hey- you okay? [ Keeping her voice low to not interrupt the ceremony, ]