Geoff and Ciara talked in the privacy of the apartment.
"... I rushed you into it, before you were ready. I should have waited..." Ciara told him. "... Ideally, I should have given you time to sort your life out, and even more time helping you adjust..."
Geoff sighed. "No... No... W-with all the shit that's been going down here, I don't think I'd ever feel ready."
"Yeah, that's the other reason why I'm here..." Ciara leaned against the wall. "I had a related mission for you, but if you wish to leave the clan... it's best if you move out. This land is too unstable."
"I've been planning on it, to be honest... once I figure out where to go..."
Geoff sat on his couch and thought. "I'm not really sure if I want to leave the clan, though. I like what we do. It's just, I know some missions are dangerous, a-and--"
"You're afraid of messing them up. I understand."
They stayed silent for a while. Ciara sat on the couch next to Geoff as he stared at the floor, thinking hard.
"I'm not leaving." he said suddenly. "Th-the clan, I mean. I just... need to deal with the fear."
"Are you sure?"
"... Yes."
"Okay. I'll be sure to give you easy stuff until you get the hang of things." Ciara smiled.
"Er, well... there is the task I mentioned. The first part should be easy enough because you live here. We can take care of the rest... There are a few residents I need you to keep an eye on..."