[He may be lying on his back, but there are a lot of impassioned hand gestures to go along with Graham's ranting.]

My job. My life. My very essence! If people are born to do something, to leave their mark upon the world... If this universe isn't just a series of random events that fell into line to bring us to this very moment, then dismantling is the closest I get to having a reason to exist! Brought to a new planet with everythin' about me changed renders me unable to even recognize myself. Being told I'm a Hero on top of it all is the last straw. [There's bitterness behind that word.

He looks at Ace, his expression upset and frustrated.]

It's a sad, infuriating story! Did you ever feel this way since you arrived here?