[ in contrast, lance only finds himself growing more sullen and restless. absently, he flicks one of the stale letters off the table. ]

We were supposed to be go home after we defeated Zarkon. [ as far as he knows, they had. ] Now we're even further away. [ these thoughts were always easier to quiet back home, when it was one thing after the other. getting that much closer to doing what they had to do. ]

Don't get me wrong, I like helping. I want to help. I just...

[ he quiets for a moment, words hitching like they were suddenly caught in his throat. he works hard to swallow around it. ]

I didn't think helping would feel this bad.