Stolen Sympathy for All My Worst Mistakes

We're almost at Erid. I have to tell him before we get in range of whatever radio-equivalent they use. He deserves to know, to have the chance to tell everyone before I land. He should know I’m a coward before he convinces his planet to funnel all their resources into keeping me alive.

I've thought it through so many times, in the years since I remembered.

‘Hey Rocky, I need to tell you something.’

‘Hey Rocky, you know how you always call us brave? Well…’

‘Hey Rocky so the actual reason I had amnesia when I met you was because I said no when they asked me to save my planet even though I was the only qualified candidate and they forced me to and I said if they sent me I'd kill everyone by sabotaging the mission so Stratt gave me some insane amnesia drug.’

Not exactly a conversation anyone wants to have ever, let alone with their roommate in a ship with no escape. Not something anyone wants to hear from the person they're relying on to save their people, either.