"I know. I-I know, I shouldn't think like that but I can't help it. It's just been so long since he's done anything."

Again, that wasn't his fault but her thoughts were hard to set aside. Solitude was solitude whether he was lying in a cryo-pod or not. It was unbearable. She turned her head away from John ashamed of herself. He didn't want him to look at her.

"Don't hate me. He won't recognize me when he wakes up. He won't want me anymore."