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"You're upset. Please don't."
He looked down at his hands. "We abandoned them, Aspen. I know how that feels."
She tilted her head, frowning as well. "C'mon, Warns. Don't be mad."
He looked absolutely devastated. "We can't go back? We abandoned them?"
"Well, you're being silly. You were scared of him hurting you, so you didn't say anything. That's what I expected."
He didn't reply, turning away from her and leaving the room through the doorway. August looked up at her. "Can we go back?"
"I told you Warner, don't be upset. I would never expect you to put yourself in harm's way for me."
He fell silent, tilting his head as he watched her. "Wow."
"Why?"
"I thought you knew," he replied hotly. "Why do you think we waited a year last time?"
She followed him, watching him uncertainly. "Are you upset?"
"The pod was made to ensure that the original creators of Icarus could not return to their homes out of homesickness or worry. They had to wait a...
She nodded, reaching for his hand again expectantly.
He looked annoyed, tilting his head. "Aspen, you're an engineer. Surely you recognize that there were no steering controls in the pod." August...
She nodded, and turned to Warner expectantly.
"No," he replied, tilting his head. "The pod is built to drop from Icarus and return back to Icarus. That's it. You can't get it to bring you back...
She sighed before looking over at Sariel. "Thank you for everything, Sariel."
He frowned, sitting up. "Head back? We have a whole year to wait, though."
"He's sad, I think."
He hummed under his breath, sitting at the table. Mo looked up from his perch. "What are you doing?"
