Luke winces slightly. "Sorry about that. I try not to get worked up, I do that." He shakes his head, reminding himself again to feel and let go. "It's just frustrating, being forced into a position where you actually have to support the inherent inequality of this place in order to give those being oppressed any chance of freedom and choice. It does my head a bit."

He nods his agreement. "It sucks a lot worse for you guys. It's easier to have space to think about the morality and ethics of it all when you know you're sleeping safe and can get enough food when you need it. Down here, surviving takes up so much energy and effort." He gets it. He's not known when he'll eat next, and not known if it's safe to sleep.