It may be selfish to wish it on other people, but the alternative would be unbearable. To be alone against these trials isn't worth thinking about. No one to hold you when you've faced the peril of standing between Cerberus' jaws. My sister is here--I'm not sure where I would be without her.

[ He's fortunate. He has a future to go back to, a future he knows because it's his calling to know it. That gives him the confidence of knowing that he will go back, because that future simply can't happen without him.

But he would be so fascinated to know what it was like to have nothing to go back to. How vital would it make living aboard this ship? What options would it form for her? It would be an interesting observation on human nature if nothing else. ]