The way he sees it, you're not likely to get any more certain by doubting it. He's had his low points and plenty of 'em, but at the moment-- maybe he's doing the same thing, really.

If they take too long to wallow, he thinks, it's gonna ruin them. They've lost a lot, but they're good at rebuilding.

After another moment he stands straight and ducks down to sit beside her on the bunk. They can lean on each other a minute, right? Not safe to do much more, but there's no reason not to.

"'M supposed to fix shit," he says conversationally. Work here is not nearly as appealing as it was in Teleios, which had the advantage of being much like work at home. "'Cept most of it, I dunno what it is."