"That's kind of how I felt about going to Titan. Looking back on it, there were other things I could have done, but I chose not to do them for a lot of reasons that don't make too much sense now. But I was pretty young and pretty fragile and I really wanted to get away: I don't know. It was an opportunity, I guess."

He stops there, looking out over the lake. It's cold but he's not.

"My heart was kind of broken, and I didn't want to have to think about that. Turned out I thought about it more on Titan than I probably would have at home. I didn't make a very good soldier, but at least I didn't let anyone in my squadron get hurt on my watch. Even if I didn't kill as many enemies as I probably should have."

He didn't know that the relationship that drove him to Titan would be his last. Maybe in a romantic and desolate kind of way he had thoughts of dying in the war, but he never really wanted that at all. Just another silly notion: one of those thoughts that runs through a person's head when things are out of his control.

"What did you do before you became a bounty hunter?" He could ask her questions all night. After all, the time they met he answered a lot questions more than she did.