[He almost apologizes again, but manages to stop himself. Of course, he's still left silently trying to figure out if that was another accusation of selfishness.
He presses his lips together, his brow creasing.]
...What are you waiting for? I mean, the Ingress, I know, but... why do you want to go back so badly?
[If all you can do back home is die, he thinks, but this time he doesn't risk voicing it.]
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He presses his lips together, his brow creasing.]
...What are you waiting for? I mean, the Ingress, I know, but... why do you want to go back so badly?
[If all you can do back home is die, he thinks, but this time he doesn't risk voicing it.]