"...do you think we shouldn't?" Normally he makes a call and sticks with it, come hell or high water. Delta can and has talked him out of some particularly bullshit ideas before but right now? He's a little shook up even if he's winding down. His hands aren't trembling anymore and his ears aren't ringing and he can feel his pulse slowly dipping down to normal, but it's there. Times like this he needs D to be what he is.

An anchor. A guiding light. "Is it that bad of a call? You know her better than I do."