[ There's an odd blankness to Maine's expression as Diana finishes speaking. Almost like he doesn't quite understand what she said. He does, of course, but the concept of choosing what he wants to do is … strange.
It's not that Maine was drafted or anything. He enlisted as soon as he was legally able to, just like his brothers before him. But in his mind, there was no other option. Humanity was facing a war against extinction; Maine had to fight. He fought as a Marine, an ODST, and a Freelancer. Then he was yanked out of time and found himself in a space station with no wars to fight — but still, there was only one option for him. Only one way to make money to buy a ticket home, or just to make a living.
Point is, he hasn't had to think about what he'd like to do in a long time. It's more daunting than he'll admit.
He takes a moment to wet his lips. Chooses his words carefully. He doesn't want to pry; he's just curious. ]
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It's not that Maine was drafted or anything. He enlisted as soon as he was legally able to, just like his brothers before him. But in his mind, there was no other option. Humanity was facing a war against extinction; Maine had to fight. He fought as a Marine, an ODST, and a Freelancer. Then he was yanked out of time and found himself in a space station with no wars to fight — but still, there was only one option for him. Only one way to make money to buy a ticket home, or just to make a living.
Point is, he hasn't had to think about what he'd like to do in a long time. It's more daunting than he'll admit.
He takes a moment to wet his lips. Chooses his words carefully. He doesn't want to pry; he's just curious. ]
Did you stick to it?