“I ripped up a store sign out of frustration when I first got here.”

He rubs his forehead, not sounding particularly proud of that. But Dan sharing his imperfect qualities has a way of enticing a little honesty the other way.

“It was a bad time to get brought over. I was trying to catch this kid. Not a bad kid, just about to do something stupid that could upend his world.”

Despite everything, he didn’t hate Miles. Not really. He’d just gotten so enraged that the kid was going to get people killed and based on what? A hunch? Teenage bravado? It was completely inexcusable to him.

Just thinking about how things might be progressing back home does bad things to his blood pressure.

“There is nothing that can be done about that now. I’m who-knows-how-many universes away.” He says grimly. “All I can do is work on getting back and fighting the threat here. Kuk would’ve eventually become my problem one way or another.”

So, he hadn’t really abandoned his obsession. Just sublimated it with the work he was doing here.