[Firo bites his lip as he listens. It doesn't sound too good either way, but this is what he has to work with.

He squares his shoulders and clenches both fists, facing the shadow straight on.

Yes, he does miss them. But he won't admit to that weakness--he has a duty to take care of.]

So this could be my only chance. If we leave this thing, I might never get back

Then I have to do it. No point in thinking about it.

[He turns to the light and starts walking.]