What's the point? [Unsurprisingly, his smile has faded completely now. He reaches out and scoops up a handful of sand, lets it spill through his fingers.] This... illusion, whatever this is, this is probably what it looks like now. Empty, barren. I'd need to take anti-radiation meds just to set foot on it.

If I'd stayed, if I'd done this or that... I'm not saying there aren't things I wouldn't do differently now, but I didn't. I did exactly what I did.