[ There's a comment he wants to make. Right there on the tip of the tongue. About how the people had been divided between wanting to leave the city to help and others wanting to leave the outside world to their own devices. He remembers that being a pretty hot topic for debate. But what if they had tried to get ahead of the calamity or whatever before it became a problem?

But he won't say it. ]

It wasn't unanimous if your friend was clearly against it. They did what they felt was right.

[ Although he can understand the feeling of someone you trust running off and doing things alone. But whatever... Neither here nor there. ]

Even if you wanted to see them again, you know it wasn't them.