He grimaces. It sounds good on paper, but although he can’t quite reason the whole of it out, something in him says that this idea has a chance of going very maladaptive very quickly. He does enough ‘everyone would be so upset’ as it is without the negative weight of becoming an oathbreaker on top of that. Doesn’t need more equating his survival with avoiding disappointment.

“N… no, I don’t…” He hesitates. There… there still has to be something, right? There has to be. And—look at her. He can’t just leave her with nothing. There’s enough helplessness going around the ship already.

“… Maybe just for a while. And—and then we can see how that feels…?”