[He remembered.... a bit of what Cliff was talking about.
The entire time up until then on Elicoor he'd really just been taking everything that was thrown at him as it came, but he wouldn't deny being overwhelmed even if he'd tried to keep it on the down low.
After Farleen and Tynave, he didn't want to hold anyone else back. He'd protested dealing with it all at times, yeah. Of course he would. He knew exactly the effect their actions on Elicoor could cause, and he didn't like their odds. That Elena was so good at her job had done a bit towards lessening that concern. She might be a bit oddball, but she was responsible with her research. No one else besides her even knew how she'd made the Thunder Arrow. If that didn't change...
But he wouldn't deny he was so far out of his element it took a while to adjust. While ultimately he enjoyed his time on Elicoor in many ways, and found himself enjoying the down to earth society and traveling, it was foreign. And that day on the battlefield....
Saying he was comfortable with war, especially at that time, would be the wrong thing to say. He couldn't forget the amount of lives lost during the Vendeeni's pursuit of him, either, even if he'd coped with it and accepted it.]
It's because I was stressed? Instead of cracking like any normal person I just....?
[He sighs, running a hand through his hair. That was definitely similar to a theory he'd built, if not exactly the same.] After Maria told me her story, I figured it was some sort of fight or flight related trigger. Something to do with imminent danger. But we're all used to that, at this point.
[Leaning back against the couch arm, he pensively stares up at the ceiling, arms hanging off his knees contemplatively. What he'd thought.....] I thought I just hit the thing, or maybe it crashed somewhere else. Maria's power is one thing, she could have just altered a ship to it's particle elements. But I didn't think I could just make things not exist.
[A pause, as he finally ventures an uncomfortable thought.] Do you think.... would it even still be possible, here? This place isn't exactly home.
[action] 16th? 17th? of October. After Vegeta's post.
The entire time up until then on Elicoor he'd really just been taking everything that was thrown at him as it came, but he wouldn't deny being overwhelmed even if he'd tried to keep it on the down low.
After Farleen and Tynave, he didn't want to hold anyone else back. He'd protested dealing with it all at times, yeah. Of course he would. He knew exactly the effect their actions on Elicoor could cause, and he didn't like their odds. That Elena was so good at her job had done a bit towards lessening that concern. She might be a bit oddball, but she was responsible with her research. No one else besides her even knew how she'd made the Thunder Arrow. If that didn't change...
But he wouldn't deny he was so far out of his element it took a while to adjust. While ultimately he enjoyed his time on Elicoor in many ways, and found himself enjoying the down to earth society and traveling, it was foreign. And that day on the battlefield....
Saying he was comfortable with war, especially at that time, would be the wrong thing to say. He couldn't forget the amount of lives lost during the Vendeeni's pursuit of him, either, even if he'd coped with it and accepted it.]
It's because I was stressed? Instead of cracking like any normal person I just....?
[He sighs, running a hand through his hair. That was definitely similar to a theory he'd built, if not exactly the same.] After Maria told me her story, I figured it was some sort of fight or flight related trigger. Something to do with imminent danger. But we're all used to that, at this point.
[Leaning back against the couch arm, he pensively stares up at the ceiling, arms hanging off his knees contemplatively. What he'd thought.....] I thought I just hit the thing, or maybe it crashed somewhere else. Maria's power is one thing, she could have just altered a ship to it's particle elements. But I didn't think I could just make things not exist.
[A pause, as he finally ventures an uncomfortable thought.] Do you think.... would it even still be possible, here? This place isn't exactly home.