Manabu considers those words quietly for a minute or so, his gaze dropping down to the little amber bead in his palm.

"Unkind worlds...might still have kind people. And...they will need kinder places to get to." He nods to himself. "That's part of why the Galaxy Railways exists - to connect people to the places they want to reach. But...they can't do that if they don't even get that chance."

He looks up.

"I guess if it means sticking around this place, doing what I can, then...that's what I have to do, right?"