Hindsight was a sinister thing at times, but time had a way of slipping away in this world. So many crises and so little guidance, often things had to be made up as they went along and they could only really appreciate the result further down the line. But they were here now, and perhaps things could be sorted out for the sake of the future.

"The simple life of the military. A straight line and the assurance that you're on the proper path. You just needed to think about what was right in front of you while everything else was left to your commanders." As harsh as those words might be there was no hint of accusation in Mary's voice, but in fact understanding. The Navy hadn't been what she'd stuck with, but she still served for a time. And while the Assassins were encouraged to be open and flexible it wasn't an entirely different existence.

"So when you arrived here you not only lost the physical strength you had before but also your direction." She closed her eyes and took a long breath. "What does being a Hero mean to you? We may not have had a choice in the matter but we've all been finding our reasons to fight for this world and it's people. Are you merely doing it because it's expected of you?"

And then there was the matter of Terra. He was finding his own purpose, his own desire, and then it was torn from him.