“Out of the way, Tenno.” Wolf said coldly, “I’m not going to hurt her, idiot.”
With the Tenno refusing to move, Wolf grit his teeth in anger, his hand going to his sword.
“I said, out of the way.” Wolf growled, “Do not test me, Tenno. You’re on my lands, you do as I say.”
To that, the Trinity Prime gave a quick tilt of the head, as if to draw Wolf’s attention to something near them.
If Wolf looked, he would have seen several well-concealed figures just beyond the edge of the clearing. Plenty of other Tenno, all with their weapons lined on him.
…was that a Lenz one of them held?!
The healer Warframe got up silently, pacing around Wolf and the still-seated Yellow, who was trying to wordlessly request that the Tenno around them settle down.
If Wolf acted rashly, he was still outnumbered 20 to 1. Every Tenno sent to guard her was packing ridiculous levels of firepower.
“Well, you wanted to speak to me?” Yellow asked, trying to defuse the situation.
“You do realize you can’t kill me, right?” The Aurelien warlord yelled at the Tenno, “Idiots, the whole lot of you. Could you at least give us some privacy, please? This is a bit of a personal situation!”
With a sigh (and a particularly strong swear word in the Aurelien tongue uttered under his breath, only audible to Yellow), he looked to Yellow.
“I’m sure as a medical officer, you’re familiar with the psychological disorders side of it, yes? Like, PTSD?” He asked, leaning up against a tree, “Look, I’m having flashbacks, there’s this feeling of dread… I don’t know if I can take much more… And Green… He reminds me too much of old me… Just with a better grasp of tactics and even more dedicated to war… And it’s seriously fucking with my head.”
The Tenno surrounding them lowered their weapons reluctantly. The one with the Lenz seemed particularly dejected, a compatriot consoling them with a few pats of the shoulder.
Meanwhile, Yellow sighed as she considered her options. “Wolf, I will be frank…despite our advances in contemporary and esoteric medical science, psychological disorders and treatment remain a grey area.”
“I cannot just give you some magic pill that would simply cure you of the dread you experience. And whatever your thoughts on Green and you may be, that is a matter for yourself to face. Medication can only go so far.”
She sighed as the pacing Trinity Prime crossed their vision. “And while there are…other methods…of helping you, any and all of those constitute severe violations of sophont rights under both the Initiative and Coalition Charters. Es tut mir leid, Kaiser.”
Wolf looked to Yellow, his gaze curious.
“What are those methods?” He asked impatiently. It was clear that in his state of mind, he was desperate, and wasn’t going to take no for an answer.
“TELL ME, GODDAMN IT!!” Wolf yelled.
The instant Wolf raised his voice, every Tenno present aimed their weapons at him.
The Tenno with the Lenz was quivering slightly in glee as they aimed at him, the Corpus bow ready to let loose its explosive bolt.
Yellow inhaled, trying to calm herself down from the fact that Wolf was willing to have her violate the Charter itself for his own gain.
“Wolf, please…you don’t want me to use those. I don’t want to use those. Do you understand exactly what you are trying to get me to do?”
Seeing that he was persistent on this, Yellow exhaled sharply. “You are trying to have me use methods and treatments along a similar line to what Zhere used to brainwash you. I refuse to do anything even remotely like that.”
Yellow had sworn to herself that if she ever did anything of that sort, whether intentionally or otherwise, she would resign on the spot.
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