[ He slides his arms across his chest, looking off to the side uncomfortably. He wanted to crawl out of his own god damn skin and then sink into the floor. ]

She wanted a big family. You know. Everyone does, right? Duty to Mars. And if I'd just - hell, I don't know. Been better. Been a better husband or father - then I'd have been happy, right?

But all I wanted to do was fly.

[ He swallowed, feeling about an inch tall, and the next thing he said was so quiet as to be nearly inaudible:]

So there was no point.

[ They weren't his words. ]