"Why am I not surprised..." Jack said when he heard Kree's response. "To answer your question, I'm laying here because I got hurt, and I don't feel like I should be moving around." Jack looked back up at the sky. He picked up his singing from where he left off. Once he had finished the song, he simply started a new one. He started singing "Somewhere I Belong". He loved singing, he wasn't great at it, but he wasn't bad either. Leela lay on his chest, she listened to the lyrics of the song he was singing and wondered if they were true for him.<br/>"Is that how you feel?" She asked him once he had finished singing the song.<br/>"Yeah..." Jack replied. "But you know, I think we all feel like that at some point. Especially all of us here on this planet. We're here, but where do we belong? Maybe Lianth is right and we are supposed to be together. Maybe in finding each other we can somehow find where we all belong..." Jack simply trailed off there. He looked up and suddenly found himself curious about everyone. Where did they come from? Why were they here with him? He hoped the answers would come soon.<br/>"You know, you really ought to forgive the guy in the tree." Leela said to him.<br/>"Give me one good reason to forgive him." Jack replied.<br/>"He is as lost here as you are." Leela said, a smirk on her face. Jack sat up, which sent Leela falling into his lap. She stood up, then floated in front of Jack.<br/>"How do you know that?" Jack asked.<br/>"Before you fell, there was a sprite flying around your head. I saw this, but I didn't think it was important. Since the person the sprite was with never showed up, I assume it belonged to the person who made you fall out of the tree." Leela answered. Jack looked down at the ground.<br/>"So you're saying the reason he never showed up was... because he was afraid of me?" Jack asked.<br/>"I'm saying he didn't know your intentions, for all he knew you could be some blood-thirsty savage looking for a meal." Leela responded. Jack continued to look at the ground. He knew all of this was speculation, none of it was proven fact yet. Now his anger towards the being from the tree left him, all that remained were questions. His mission had now changed, he still wanted to find the being, but now he wanted answers, and if they were what he thought they might be, then the confrontation would come. He lay back down and looked at the clouds.