[The innate part of him wants to cling to that, the composition of his personality desperately adhering to the notion of making an effort that means something. The other half simply runs on observation, can see just how much of an impact his work seem to actually be making, and the two conflict with each other in a feedback loop that keeps cycling viciously in the back of his mind.

But Cayde’s reassurance, even if it may prove only temporary, is enough to tip the scales in one direction. The slow turn of an axis, allowing Connor to agree. Even if results are not as pronounced as he’d like.]

…Thank you, Cayde. I know it’s more beneficial to look forward instead of back.

[But sometimes it’s difficult; that much doesn’t need saying.]

Regarding my friend, it’s… complicated. He isn’t inclined to accept my help, given the disparity of time between us, but that doesn’t mean I won’t continue to offer it.