Yeah even the shrink thought he had been a bit hasty and he had been but Lorcan always knew that he was the type of creature to make mistakes and worry about them later. He didn't care that he was making a mistake because right now, in the moment, it made sense to him and he liked having that clarity so he went with it. Even better, he liked a challenge and there were often no better challenges than the ones he set for himself.
The challenge was to un-kark his own mind, un-kark his methods and then un-kark his quitting by becoming such a desirable hire, once again, that the Rangers would accept him back. Or maybe he'd figure out what else he could be out there in the wide Galaxy? He didn't know but he was intrigued.
Reaching into his cooler, he drew another two beers. He had a couple dozen in the cooler since beer tended to be low on the alcohol content side but he made no move to give Doc another - if she needed one she could get one herself, he wasn't a Ranger anymore but he also wasn't a fecking waiter either.
"Nope." he popped the letter P as he spoke, "Think I'm going to focus on getting absolutely plastered. You're welcome to join or leave - whichever floats your boat."
@Killa Ree