[He opens his mouth, and his words briefly catch in his throat. There are a million ways in which he could justify his actions that night, but none of them seem to fit. Does he even know the real reason?]
...If I left Mars, who'd be left to help clean up Hyperion City?
[He seems unsure of his own answer. That's what Juno told himself at first, yes. But he thinks back to that night, how there was a lingering moment in the doorway that seemed to last a thousand years, how he feels that a part of him is still there. How Nureyev probably hates him, loathes him for breaking his promise. For breaking his heart.]
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...If I left Mars, who'd be left to help clean up Hyperion City?
[He seems unsure of his own answer. That's what Juno told himself at first, yes. But he thinks back to that night, how there was a lingering moment in the doorway that seemed to last a thousand years, how he feels that a part of him is still there. How Nureyev probably hates him, loathes him for breaking his promise. For breaking his heart.]