"If she needs any...therapy let me know. I have no problem at least assisting in paying for it." Tyler tilted his head and glanced at Becca thoughtfully.
"You may not blame me for it, but I blame myself." The man scoffed. "I allowed myself to be complacent long enough to let known mob members get on the ship. If I had been scanning passenger manifests I would have been able to snuff the problem before it started." Ever the tactical man, Tyler only saw what he could have done better.