"He's depressed and conflicted, huh?" Manuel hummed when he heard the others.
"Basically, yeah." Richard nodded. "Any advice?"
"Hmm, not that I can say. This is a personal hurdle that he has to overcome. If we try to hold his hand or push him in a direction that he does not agree with in his heart, then we might end up doing more harm than good." Manuel explained.
"Then we wait and see." Richard shrugged and tried to relax.
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Moses did not spend long in the park. The reason why he went there in the first place was to clear his mind, but now, he was plagued by even heavier issues. He wandered aimlessly through the hallways of the space station before coming to a decision.
