Yeah, and being someone's sea monkeys is not the best way to do that.
[She lets out a long breath of air as she tries not to think about how bad this is for him. He needed time, space, and maybe a coconut or something. Wait, the island didn't have coconuts - or something like that.]
With everything that's happened to you, me and Laurel and the pressure of feeling like he has to live up to everyone's expectations ... It's a lot to try and live up to.
[Looking up she realized how that sounded, how it was. Ray had never said he wanted her to be different then she was now, but there were things he knew about her, things he wanted her to know about him that she knew he wanted and couldn't give him. Laurel was the same. It was a weight that neither of them really would ever know with being so far ahead in the future - you know, unless old man Diggle came from the superhero nursing home that they all clearly would retire to.]