What a sentiment to hear from the lips of a comparatively younger person. One still full of life and hope. Axios both missed and admired that in people, yet he too had already begun witnessing signs which indicated the Nexus’ eventual downfall. Not a pleasant one either. Resources dwindled on the regular, only to occasionally spike, but he wondered how long that could be sustained. You could only fight against the tide of the ocean for so long, and when they were out here in the unknown without support of much of anyone, and their own odds were frail he didn’t care for that. Like Jack before him, he forged a path of his own will. If only he had the damned resources to do better, but in this desolate wasteland there wasn’t always hope. Havarl was not a friendly planet and couldn’t support everyone, let alone being the possibility of having such an action viewed as invasion by the locals. A silent groan rang through his mind.
“Numbers and calculations are immensely valuable. But remember, having a vision or hope is also needed to carry that forward. Can’t just give up. Not if we want to survive, at least. Talk all you want. I’ll listen. I wish the Nexus Command folk were more open to ideas other than their own. Ones that held potential and asked little of our already small caches of resources. Plenty of potential out there. Just…not so open minds.” Axios didn’t know if Nathaniel reciprocated any of those philosophies or thought patterns, but having them out in the open between the two as he sipped upon the freshly brewed tea…he could hope that in the very least it would offer some light or ability to relate. The other didn’t seem like the hasty sort, nor the one to have a pre-disposition on an argument. One they may very well not be directly involved with, yet had also experienced by way of ejection. Removal from their hopeful job and excused as naught more than frivolous and fantastical ideas that couldn’t be supported. It was a pity anything ever got treated that way, where Axios instead saw potential.
“We need more people like you though. You seem…hopeful. In the very least. But you also have the ability to serve evidence to support your thoughts, from what I can tell. I can’t say from experience from working with you. You just carry yourself that way. Most other scientists just base everything on theories coming from nowhere. Which is fine, and all…but where’s the hard science to help get things started from those ideas. You seem willing to look for those. Am I wrong?” He sighed. The tea had been finished, but stimulating as the conversation was, Axios wanted to linger. Hopefully not to the point of intrusion or making the other uncomfortable, but it had been a long time since he found someone of this caliber or intellectually engaging. “You’re right though. It is terrifying. What makes you stay together though, if I may ask? Everything around you has some degree of chaos, yet in here you seem to have some degree of serenity. Does your love of plants and science help that? Family? Friends? Hope for making a difference?”