Space exploration is not what I had imagined.  Nowhere close the excitement depicted in the holoshows I used to watch as a kid, where heroes of great courage and virtue would advance society and scientific progress.  Reality was.. different.  Colder, lonelier, less certain.  Progress was slow, truths elusive, and danger imminent.  And, as it turns out, I am weaker than the heroes I admired.  Unable to live like this any longer, I bid farewell, pad my space-suit with all the magnetic gloves I could find, and run into a cave my sensors showed being primarily composed of Mundium.  Fast, before I second-guess myself.

Please idle me.

Gone, but never forgotten. Quorum drops to 5.