"..."
I want to tell them that I feel the same way... that I, too, don't want to turn away. That I want to go help those down there, no matter what the odds are.
But we can't. Someone has to look at this coldly, rationally... and I guess that has, somehow, fallen to me. I don't like that. I don't want to have to do this... I don't want to have to be the "bad guy" here.
...I can't handle this. I can for now... I'm so tired of all of this, though. Mystery after mystery, combat... and more mysteries.
We will solve all of them eventually. But I need some emotional support... otherwise, I'm going to collapse.
"..."
Damn it! Why am I so weak? I can do this now... but I might not be able to tomorrow. How long can I rationalize us not going down there? Why shouldn't we? We must do all that we can... but if we do, we all will fall to the orcs.
Like I told Ellie and Rallyn, we can only go back to the cave and think, and rest. After that, then maybe I will know what to do...