Yeah, can't make any promises. Never know what it might take to save a planet, you know.
[ He was a coward, he thought. Not saying the words he wanted to say, as if by somehow not saying them he could prolong this, could somehow make it stop. Which was ridiculous, because he needed to go home. He needed to go home and be with his crew and his family and his mission.
His logic said as much. His heart said not to go without him, yearning intensely to spare itself another loss, to keep from leaving another bit of itself behind. ]
Maybe do something big though? Something that shows up in the history books? I'll make sure to keep a copy in my cabin.