I hope not. [ He sighs. They've had to leave people - too many people - behind, when escaping worlds to live to see another Cycle. Still, he hopes he's proven more than enough that he'd happily give his life if it gave them a better chance to stop the Hunger. If it spared even a single resident of that world who needed help. ] I do try.

[ Very, very hard. It's easy enough to remember that very first world, to remember the baby animals and their families as he fought the incoming darkness to try and save their lives. ]

If it's about someone else, then - why here? Why with that?

[ He flings an arm up toward the drawing, the one obviously of himself, no matter how much he'd like for it to be of someone else. ]

I wish they'd come back and explain it. And then get rid of it.

[ Dick. ]