[It's been a while. And he's not the clueless rookie anymore.]

[And someone that went on the run and apparently hid while he lied and schemed and disposed of the bodies of their friends for a chance at taking down the thing that had screwed over all of them doesn't quite rank as high in his esteem.]

[He understands it. Everyone but him hid. He sympathizes with it.]

[But she no longer ranks as legendary, a whole mile over his head. So he's not really willing to sit there and just take it when she implies he's useless.]

[The leaderboard had had a different state at number one before it was retired. And in the end, maybe it'd been the only one on the board, but by being there it had been the only one that mattered when it came to taking them down.]

[The cooling desert air isn't the only thing that's chilly. So is his voice when he speaks again.]

Sorry I'm apparently too brain damaged to help you.

[And the truth is...if the implant wasn't the thing blocking it, if it was gone, there's a chance he might not have remembered what she wanted anyway. There's a chance he'd not even be tracking this conversation. There's a chance he'd have been too disoriented to escape being alien chow.]

I was too busy taking down Freelancer towards the end to gather much information anyway.