Toby honed in on asking why Giles didn't think he could go, which was both the right and wrong thing to do, depending on your point of view. "It's just...look, I know Rach said I should go provided I come back here right after, but...it's just...the situations feel so similar. In both instances, I'm being dragged to the east side of the country without a lot of knowledge about what's going on but with hopes it'll be positive and make a good difference in my life and the lives around me. Being asked to go now...the only difference I see aside from location is that I know you a little better than I did Quill. Just...I know the odds of it going as wrong are low, I know. But...there's a part of me worried to risk it and I don't know if I can...I hate this...I hate being afraid. I hate needing to worry about it. I should go have fun, but the PRDS are looking for me, I can't look like myself if I go outside, my family are the unwilling poster children for this stupid uprising, and Dylan and Harper are dead and it's my fault!" He cut off, visibly trying to get himself back under control after letting his voice raise throughout his outburst. After a long moment, he muttered, "sorry...you didn't deserve that...sorry..."