If it's what he wants, then it matters. Whether its what he wants to do, how he wants to feel or things he wants to stop. It doesn't matter how big or small that it is, as long as it's because he wants it.

She watches him quietly for a moment, the way he intently stares at his mechanical arm. Scarlett trying to wrap her head around what the hell had been done to him and getting angrier at the thought that he hadn't been able to escape it here.

"That was before." And she can't erase what his life was like before, anymore than she can erase her own past but they aren't living those lives anymore. "This is now, and now you can."