[He doesn't need to. Kyle hears it, and his expression saddens, even over an audio feed.]
And how.
[How many times has he had to run from a loved one's side to save someone on the other side of the galaxy? Why did it have to be him who gave up so much and got nothing back? For what? A new set of laws that he didn't agree with, to see the Corps he'd built with his blood, sweat, and tears ripped apart because their little blue bosses were too proud to admit they were scared? How many was he going to bury?]
[Enough, he tells himself quietly. Let it go (And it does, it floats down the river, disappearing into the rapids).]
Found anywhere that has... ale that tastes like home? I'll buy.
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And how.
[How many times has he had to run from a loved one's side to save someone on the other side of the galaxy? Why did it have to be him who gave up so much and got nothing back? For what? A new set of laws that he didn't agree with, to see the Corps he'd built with his blood, sweat, and tears ripped apart because their little blue bosses were too proud to admit they were scared? How many was he going to bury?]
[Enough, he tells himself quietly. Let it go (And it does, it floats down the river, disappearing into the rapids).]
Found anywhere that has... ale that tastes like home? I'll buy.