or to stay forever in this forsaken place
Given what they'd seen so far, what they'd experienced and been told up from down, contrary to all signals, Coop had no way of knowing if he was sending Brand to any place better than where he was going.
Both ways didn't mean certain death. Neither way did.
What if it was nice, inside the black hole? What if it was the perfect climate control?
What if the inhabitable planet...was in there?
Was it better or worse than flying into the sun?
Hubris.
That's what they call it.
And it feels like your eyebrows are frying off either way.