[It takes all of Mlynar’s own willpower to not snap back about how being alone is a tragedy in its own right. His fist tightens, but he eventually exhales and just decides to let it go. It’s not worth fighting.]

Perhaps so. I’m no stranger to such tragedies. Even so, I still choose to increase your odds of survival here. With your mannerisms, I doubt many others will help- so I may as well take the opportunity.

[Despite his slight rudeness, his words come from a place of real concern. Even someone as unsettling as Galaxia deserves a chance. So for now, he’ll ignore all the alarm bells she’s setting off.]