[Her fingers tap once, twice, against the side of her mug, as Breq lowers it back to the table, her stare leading off into the middle distance. It's 1.5 seconds before she begins to talk, forming her words carefully.]

Given the choice, I might return, but it depends on a great many things. where it would leave me being the most important-- I would rather not be dropped into vacuum.

[Another brief tap.]

The universe has its way of throwing me into a life I never expected. I've learned to keep walking forward despite it.