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The Interceptor had become so quiet without her.
Red Lantern Razer had never been one to wander about the ship. The vessel lacked the size needed for finding solitude. His quarters became his only place for total isolation, but the rage in him made him restless as well, forcing him to exit his room to locate another place to sulk. For Razer socialization with his crewmates, even when he went from being considered a friend instead of a prisoner, had been difficult.
She had once made it easier. Now he had to go on without that assistance.
Razer never understood Hal Jordan's sense of humor. Translation devises in Lantern rings were never equip to make the user comprehend Earth jokes. And by the time the pun got explained, the need to laugh had long evaporated.
Not that he ever wanted to even smile until he met her.
Sargent Kilowog went from being someone he couldn't tolerate the presence of to someone he managed to get along with by intended put-