"... Kept tellin' myself that I would." He doesn't look at her while he says it. "That I'd - that I'd change, or suddenly none of it would matter anymore and I'd be able to just - be the man I had to be, for 'em. Kept tellin' myself that one day I wouldn't feel so damn restless and I'd be able to keep my own feet in one damn place."

He pulled away, setting the picture down so that he could pick up his glass again, and take a long drink.

"Took gettin' on the Roci to figure out what the hell it was I'd been lookin' for the whole damn. That I doubt I ever really meant to go back in the first place."