He knows firsthand that telling someone it wasn't their fault when they believe to their marrow that it was won't do a damn thing. And what if it really was? Sometimes, good intentions still lead to fatal mistakes. They owe it to the people they've failed not to brush it off or risk making the same mistake twice. That's how he feels.

"Life is nothing but maybes." Piles of them, all leading to uncertain ends. But she doesn't have to defend her sanity to John Crichton of all people.

He snickers at her admission. Seriously? He thought she loved it the way she sucks it down. "You know they make caffeinated tea, too? Or I could just use a spell to pep you up. Maybe we can let Connie have one small win?"