Care

As the ship sailed on, Stray watched his skeleton crew in a detached manner.

He could have his original crew, comprising of brothers bonded in blood. He could still have his First Mate, who had some interest in sailing. Yet he said Nay.

To have feelings, he would have to be selfish. Yet as he thought further, breaking it down, it was not love which was selfish. It was about caring for the other which was selfish.

To love, sub-conscious expectations are being put in place, where caring for the other comes first nature. To care for one, the others would have to be forgone, clearly the same analogy as in you can only save one in a calamity and you have to decide the one.

To love is to care. To care is to be selfish. The Messiah syndrome which is so common in so many people, as studied in psychology, only make things worse, by allowing one party to be much more dominating in the caring process, where expectations are heaped upon the other party be it through rationale or non-rationale. Rationale, of course, makes it feel more comfortable, but where the imposing of the expectations could still be felt at a deeper level.

Moral of the story: To care unselfishly would mean a good balance of dosage of care being dished out and also to let go sometimes when the party has to let go.