Jacob isn't sure he knows how to do it either. But he thinks this is a better option than the others he's tried, tried and suffered through, and got nowhere. If talking and thinking could work, he's going to try it, and he's going to try it properly. Of course, here is different from home, for all of them. Here, something will happen probably two weeks from now, maybe less, because there's something in the water and Duplicity can't go six weeks without something going wrong. But, and it's important but, you usually can still breathe and think and get through it. You can still work on what you need to work on. You can still rely on those around you.

If she'd said what she's thinking, about skipping the middle step and just dragging the shit behind you, he'd say that wasn't any different to ignoring it. You're not dealing with it, you're not letting it crush you, but it's still holding you back. That doesn't work either, not really. Not in the long term.

"I suppose that's the triumph of experience over optimism. Those of us who caused problems thought we could shield people, but... we couldn't." He regrets it too. It does hurt. It's another thing to add to his list of failures, but that's not why it hurts, not really. It's because he made the same mistake he always did, when he was younger. Rushing in head first, thinking he knew better. And people died because of that.

"My dominant, Vrenille, he said that people up here started searching- and the Creator tried to stop them. But they did it anyway, and eventually, they found... wherever it was they'd hauled us. I understand the fight was bloody rough."