He cuts in on her urgent streak. "We can't force Jorgmund to send us home. I'm betting that, if you're feeling this strongly about it, you've already tried." So had he. He'd received a hell of a zap for it, too.

At least he's not being insulting enough to use a soothing tone. She's anxious and it sounds like it's for good reason.

"I've left people behind, too. God knows what's going to happen to my team while I'm not there for them. But going home isn't in my power. So the best thing I can do is take care of myself until I find a way." He waves a hand at the gym. That's why he was there. "Maybe we'll find something. Maybe we won't. But until we do, and until we find a way to keep Jorgmund from killing us with the press of a button, we can't destroy ourselves over things we can't help."

If only they knew time stood still while they were away, there'd be so much less stress.