"I'm guessing you won't take Theta's word for it either," North sighs, coming to a stop. But he still speaks, because how could he not? This was one of his best friends, who he hasn't seen in years. Someone he cared about, whether Washington accepted that or not.

"Wash, please. I left medical because I was trying to help York and Texas. The Director did some horrible things, Texas found out. The whole trying to steal Gamma was a lie. They needed help and I went to make sure South didn't kill Tex or York. Then the grav went out and the crash and South was hurt. I hurt her badly. I got her out and tried to get her far enough away that Freelancer wouldn't find us immediately. That's when I came back. I tried. But... I tried and I couldn't get back in. And that's when this whole 'capture the Freelancers' thing started, and South and I were being hunted. They sicced Maine on us!"

Not true, but he doesn't know the deal with the Meta. All he knows is that one teammate killed him. And that another had a really good reason to believe North had betrayed him. North, who tried his best to always be there for his team, even when it didn't go well.