[ Midnight has nothing to say to that. He nods, but chews on it for a moment. ]

I suppose I'm not quite used to the concept of living a short life. I keep making long-lived mistakes... I don't make a habit of pushing others away if I might like them.

[ ... Perhaps he should have. ]

I want to think there will be a tomorrow to see with them, and that I'll be there to meet it... But in the meantime, I must keep up with the realities immediately surrounding me. I can't just stay complacent about the things I want to do.

[ And if his health takes a hit... Well, what else is he supposed to do? Let others finish his work for him? He's the one with his own dreams and goals, and they're his because he wants to be the one to accomplish them. To do otherwise is missing the point. ]

Perhaps we'll go back before any of this truly becomes a burden, though. I'd like to go back home. I left some business unfinished.