Did you ever stop to think that maybe I might go back if I actually knew it mattered if I go back?

Wash says it does but I don't know how or why. It's kind of hard to believe anything I could possibly do in that shithole might change the future in any way.

[ There's something very, very honest in that flare of bitterness. Grif has had years to stew over being stationed in Blood Gulch and its clear lack of significance to the war or... anything, really. He can't know why he was put there, but he stopped trusting that it was a decisive tactical move a very long time ago. ]