[He feels more than a little sheepish now: he hadn't quite meant to dump all that at once...]

I know you don't Drift. [He can't refute that concern.] But do you know that's what's going to happen? And how does leaving help that?

[If you get yourself killed or lost it'll hurt Wing just as much, if not more. He won't say it, because it feels emotional blackmail, but it's written on his face.]

If that really becomes an issue we can deal with it. Preferably in a way that doesn't get you hurt.

[He frowns, because something about this just seems off.] You've never been this willing to venture out there.