Kayo had been putting it off, they'd arrived home and she had cleaned and showered and done just about everything she could think of before going to him, in the end though she had run out of excuses.
Finding brains had been easy enough, telling him what had happened had not. He would blame himself, no matter what she said or did he would shoulder the perceived mistake.
'An engine fault on a piece of machinery you've never seen or touched caused the mistake. Not you'
And then it started, what he could have done. How he could have prevented it. How he should have prevented it.
She gave the scientist the rundown of the injuries and answered questions if she could, and left him to his misery.
Moving on to her next task of informing John of things. She was surprised when he'd picked up, she had honestly been expecting to be ignored again. She was less surprised with the flat uninterested manner he took the news in, spinning round to horror at the near disappointment in his features when told his brothers were going to live. He more or less hung up on her after that and she desperately tried to reassure herself she had imagined it, that frown and the simple 'oh' filled with annoyance and the outright lie 'that's good'.
She felt sick.