[Pilot hums softly and leans into the touch. He has to find a way to put his thoughts into words and it takes a moment. He's not alone; he knows that. He has friends here, that he cares for very deeply. But it feels different.]
He... is not hurting. Just confused about a great many things.
[There is no past, no future, only the moment. He reminds himself of that and tries to find his calm center again.
Because if he's honest, he's scared. He's scared he'll never be able to go home again and be able to be happy to simply be an anonymous member of the community if he does. He's seen a portion of the wider universe and he loves it, but it's also changed him. And he doesn't know if that change is good. ]
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He... is not hurting. Just confused about a great many things.
[There is no past, no future, only the moment. He reminds himself of that and tries to find his calm center again.
Because if he's honest, he's scared. He's scared he'll never be able to go home again and be able to be happy to simply be an anonymous member of the community if he does. He's seen a portion of the wider universe and he loves it, but it's also changed him. And he doesn't know if that change is good. ]