"I think," he says, soft this time, "it probably is going to take a while."

There, he managed it. "I-"

Another pause, another molten slurry rising in his throat. He clears it to try and make the choked sensation go away. "I'm afraid of-"

Is it okay, to admit it like that, to just say what he's afraid of, even if it's to Saga? It's... off. Wrong. Makes him feel like he's botched an assignment somehow.

"I'm... I guess I wonder if I'm going to be able to do it."