That's it exactly! I don't wanna stop caring I'm here. That just sounds dangerous. Like letting CERES win, right? But caring every second's so exhausting!

[He props his chin up on his hand on the table, relaxed despite the topic. The truth is, he's mostly managed to avoid falling down a pit of paranoia; somewhere in the back of his head, he knows CERES is monitoring even this conversation, and maybe he ought to be worried about that. But he just can't be. He'd go crazy, rip his implants out and die or something. It's not worth the thought.]

There's gotta be a balance! . . . I'm workin' on it. So, how is it you think of it?