[ He's cornered himself, in an attempt to appeal to a peer's needs and show he isn't alone. And Ratchet has always been a trusted ally. He folds his hands and sits down taking a long vented sigh. ]

There was a time, before I joined the Lost Light... that I befriended a patient on board a ship I worked with.

I wanted them to feel safe with me, to know I did have their best interests in mind. And I grew legitimately attached.

I was to be fired for this. And our ship crashed not long after... It never went on to be official, anyone who knew is long dead... including my patient.

I simply... kept working instead, as soon as I recovered.

I have only spoken of this to one other peer, an associate named Froid who is also no longer is with us.