That... so often happens, I'm afraid. My arrival left me no better.

[A year later and, however time had weakened it, the thought and memory of it still stung him. But by the same token he couldn't say it so bluntly to someone so young.

He could still muster some optimism, at least.]

Most of us were so when we arrived, in fact... but we made fast friends of each other here.

[Ramza paused, glancing back down to Lucas' ice.]

...Is that any good?