"...I don't know." He pauses, then, "She might not even be a considered a citizen right now."

He rubs at his eyes, takes a breath then two more, and starts going through his duffel again.

"I have to go back." A bundle of letters is dropped on the kitchen table. "Notes for your crew. She wrote them in case this happenned. Give them out, please? She wanted me to."

"You know what's happened. I will be back as soon as I can with whatever I can find." Decided, he starts for the door back to the cargo bay.