Varn grit his teeth. His performance in combat would not have made his father proud. He wouldn't admit it, but he was feeling overwhelmed. These Orange Lanterns were unlike anything he'd fought before. Sure, he'd done some ring slinging, but never against so many enemies, and enemies of such power. 

Despite the planetary annimocity Varn felt towards his fellow sector lantern, he found himself wishing Isamot Kol was here, just to see a familiar face. Sure, they were almost polar opposites when it came to politics in their sector, but they always had each other's backs anyway. 

Praevek was different. His teammate seemed ready to sacrifice himself for nothing. Varn still wasn't sure was Praevek was thinking. 

As Varn rode his trihorned mega lizard construct, following Crux in formation through the sky and jungle of Euphoi, he decided to talk to the teammate in question. "Hey Praevek, right? What's with the martyr act? Are you so ready to die that you would literally enter the mouth of the beast? We need all the Lanterns we can get, but we also need all the Lantern we can get back to their homes."