Lee stood silently in the sidelines of the crowd, listening with his brow furrowed and his left hand still twitching. He clenched it and tried to keep the nervous tick under control as the Governor spoke. He didn't want to mingle in with the rest, there was no point in pretending he belonged. He didn't want to seem approachable, he didn't want friends, he didn't want any one else to mourn for when they died. He saw the portly man arrive with a cart full of children. He watched as they dispersed to their parents in their own little clusters.

The situation seemed dire indeed and the only hope was flimsy at best. The chances of survival - if there was some form of creature down there - were low. He didn't need much more convincing than that. He'd go. There was no one to miss him in the Colony so no one would have to feel guilty about sending him to his death, nor did he care if he came out alive or not. Perhaps if there was nothing, no danger or monsters, then he would just end it regardless. Better there were he wouldn't be a burden even in death. They could just stuff him away in a corner and forget about him within days.

Without so much as a single word of announcement, or even a raise of his hand, Lee walked around the crowd and up to the front. He stood alongside the rest, his expression giving no sign of any sense of the solemn responsibility some of the rest seemed to be displaying..