"Some things never change. I'm gonna go back to Atlas for a while, help with reconstruction and fighting the Remnants. I wish that I could stay here, with everything that I care about, but sometimes duty comes first." He orders another whiskey, on the rocks. "That's something that Zara used to talk about. That we're not machines, you and I. That we've been used our entire lives like tools. Maybe she was right, maybe she was wrong, I'm not exactly one to judge, but I believe that one day, our true selves will show." He downs the whiskey and gets up, looking at the sky through the transparisteel ceiling "You know, back in the Empire, the stars always felt so welcome, so familiar. I knew everything that I wanted and I was happy with the single mindedness of my life. I lived to serve. But when I got to Exalin, met you guys, it... It changed the way I saw things. When I was on Exalin, I saw the stars differently, like they were foreign. There, I felt as if the stars were scraping against the sky."