Shame
I'm glad they found you. But then they would. I led them here. My conscience got the better of me in the end. After all we went through together, after everything you did for me, I guessed I owed you one. I don't know you'll thank me for it though. I can still feel you. Do you feel me? Do you know I'm here? Are you pleased about that? Somehow I doubt it. We didn't exactly part on the best of terms did we? I'm ashamed of myself.
I asked you once what you thought would happen if I made Fox choose between you and me… in that unkind way that I had… I realise now how much of a fool I was to think it. If the choice was forced I don't know I would have faired as favourably as I once thought. My foolishness was only outmatched by yours, believing these people didn't care about you. I knew that then, almost as clearly as I know it now, but I was callous, and angry, willing to enjoy the pain of others if it took me away from my own situation. Does that make me as bad as the monsters that made you this way? I guess… what I'm trying to say is… I'm sorry… This is my way of trying to show that… I'm trying to mend your family… It would be nice to see, now that mine is so irrevocably obliterated. I envy you…
Fox does worry about you, you know. Even if he does give you more credit than you give him. He doesn't put that into words, it's not his style, even I can tell that. He mentioned you to me… mentioned his worry… maybe its easier to open up to a stranger… Or perhaps like you said, any girl in a bikini. I watched his eyes wordlessly search the starry void for you, and saw his disappointment upon finding nothing. That stupid cloak's done you more harm than anything else ever has! He's been really kind to me, maybe I see a side of him you don't, a side he's afraid to show to you. He doesn't love me, he would be a fool to, but I think he loves you, underneath all that armour. Do you honestly think that he wouldn't swap me for you?
Peppy can look through me. It was him that made me decide to lead them here. That and the little voice in the back of my head, not yours for once, but sounding more like it the longer I denied it. I don't know what it is, but somehow his eyes seemed to look through me, like he knew… knew everything. I know what you mean about him now… I feel like an open book under his gaze, he's not the kind of man you could keep secrets from, or the kind you would want to hurt. I understand why you didn't come back to them. You'd go to the ends of the Federation to protect them. But they would go to the end of the Universe, and beyond if they could to help you. I only wish I could make you see that.
So here we are… Please don't hate me for bringing them. I think it's for the best, maybe one day you'll think that too… and begin to forgive me. I'm frightened for you, standing at the edge of that cliff. Did you come here to throw yourself over it… now that you don't have to support me? I hope you won't. In doing so you would destroy more lives than just your own. That's what you've been trying to avoid for so long isn't it… I don't think the pain you fear can be avoided. Maybe its time you let us help you… and we can go on together, or rather, I can take my turn to disappear, and allow your family to embrace you. Let us help you Falco…
Fox seems to be getting through to you… I'm watching… It's my turn to play the part of guardian angel. I wonder what he's said… I don't think it would take many words to bring you round, at least not from him. Deep down you want the same thing as everyone else, mercenary or not. You just want to be loved, and not feel alone. No-one can blame you for that, and no-one should blame you for your mistakes. No-one should have a right to. Least of all me.
The four of you are, as you said, an odd family, but you look right together, somehow. You are a token picture of the union between this Federation's many races. Maybe you don't live in perfect harmony, no family does, but you care about each other. When the muck hits the fan, that's all that matters.