Back home, we took those wishes seriously. It was important to carry them out, and for those who wrote them to know that was so.
[Truth be told, Haise is about as pessimistic as they come. Underneath the easy smiles and behind that wall of positivity is something a little more closely resembling Giovanni's outlook. It's something he buries; his outward attitude cultivated in order to cope with the harsh realities of his own world. He's a good enough actor that he can convince himself, much of the time.
But there are private moments when the shadows of his past gather around him, press in close and hold tight. In moments like those, he feels just as brittle as Giovanni had seemed in Perdition's Rest, like he'll come apart at the seams at any moment. Back home, those moments had been coming more and more often, and he'd begun to think no matter how desperately he struggled, there could be no tethering him to existence.
He likes to think he's gotten better here, somehow become more solid and coalesced into something not quite so easily broken down. But he has his moments, and because of them, he can understand the outlook he tries so hard not to have]
If even some are willing, that's a start. I'm used to units comprised of a handful of people, and I can't claim that I know how to organize a large group...and I certainly don't want to take leadership. [That would be utterly exhausting, even for an All About The Team man like himself] But we all suffer for it if we can't work together in some fashion, even if it's perfunctory.
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[Truth be told, Haise is about as pessimistic as they come. Underneath the easy smiles and behind that wall of positivity is something a little more closely resembling Giovanni's outlook. It's something he buries; his outward attitude cultivated in order to cope with the harsh realities of his own world. He's a good enough actor that he can convince himself, much of the time.
But there are private moments when the shadows of his past gather around him, press in close and hold tight. In moments like those, he feels just as brittle as Giovanni had seemed in Perdition's Rest, like he'll come apart at the seams at any moment. Back home, those moments had been coming more and more often, and he'd begun to think no matter how desperately he struggled, there could be no tethering him to existence.
He likes to think he's gotten better here, somehow become more solid and coalesced into something not quite so easily broken down. But he has his moments, and because of them, he can understand the outlook he tries so hard not to have]
If even some are willing, that's a start. I'm used to units comprised of a handful of people, and I can't claim that I know how to organize a large group...and I certainly don't want to take leadership. [That would be utterly exhausting, even for an All About The Team man like himself] But we all suffer for it if we can't work together in some fashion, even if it's perfunctory.