There's always a chance that another loss is around the corner. Pidge isn't so naive that she would believe otherwise. But dammit she is not going to let it happen easily; she refuses to let it happen without putting up one hell of a fight. Her friends, her family, mean too much to her and she can't go through it again.

And she doesn't want them to go through it either.

She finally starts to pull away and lifts an arm from his waist to wipe at her eyes, taking a deep breath to collect herself.

"Sor--" No. There was no reason to apologize. Pidge stops herself from actually finishing the statement and instead looks up at him, really looks at him, searching his gaze and expression. "Are you going to be okay, Shiro?" Is there anything you need? A new arm was obvious. Rest was obvious; they all needed that. But he had been through so much in his own right that even with everything that she had weighing her down right now, she couldn't help but worry that he was bottling up a lot.

She'd felt the way he'd clung when she'd hugged him.

"I..if there's anything else I can do.." She motions to his arm when she says it, wanting to make it clear she's talking about more than just his physical well being right now. "We're in this together, all of us. So you can..you don't have to be a leader all the time."