"Yeah."

Anything, anywhere, away. He thought about running. He thought about racing away from all of this and going somewhere, anywhere else. He thought about the places he could go and the things they could do instead of thinking about this or, well, anything. Anything at all.

But as he thought, he realized he'd moved to a sitting position next to the console, his back against the coral and his knees pulled up against his chest.

"I never found out," he said, quietly.