[ He glances down at her hand on his arm with a weary smile. She's right - knowing that his friends were safe wasn't as much of a consolation as it should be. He's grateful they're in stasis rather than lost for good, of course, but...stasis isn't really living. It's a shadow of a life, and until they wake up...it's almost like they don't exist at all. ]
...You think so? [ He sounds tired, but hopeful, too. ] I guess...someone's got to carry on what we were all about.
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...You think so? [ He sounds tired, but hopeful, too. ] I guess...someone's got to carry on what we were all about.
[ And he's the only one who can do that now. ]