"For the longest time all I wanted was somewhere D and I would be safe." That's it. Something small and simple and utterly impossible back home- and yet here they are. "My metric for...wanting shit for me, not cuz I need it but cuz I want it, is kinda skewed."

The fact that he's still surprised he's got all this space for himself nowadays is more than proof enough of that. But. He falls in step, wandering up to the observation deck. The same place they met but now? Neither of them are in armor and he's the one feeling...guarded. "...I wouldn't be so scared if I didn't want to try."

And there it is. He does. It's fucking terrifying- but he does.