The scientists observe as they stare through the glass. Wondering if he feels trapped or comfortable in his habitat.
Sometimes he looks depressed, stressed, and urging for social interaction, but when we open the doors, he never leaves. Is he scared? Nervous? Anti-social? Scarred?
He looks through the glass with an imaginative look of life outside of his habitat.
This look is no stranger to him, but when he’s out he seems to often miss and desire the comfort of his home. Which comes to the hypothesis of, “Is he ever really happy where he is?”
Why does he feel this way? Why does he let this feeling stop him from experiencing life?
His habitat becomes a place of peace when his social cap is full, but then quickly becomes a jail of no bars when the cap is empty once again.
Research shows an increase in happiness in social situations, but only if it’s a comfortable setting, and even then, it only lasts for a little bit.
It’s as if even when he leaves the habitat, it stays with him mentally. Home must never be too far.
God forbid he gets put out of his element completely; he can then only operate with the presence of his peers which decreases instances of anxiety significantly, but not always.
But how can we alleviate his attachment to his habitat? How do we get him to experience life? All he needs is at home, but somehow the look in his eyes are empty if he’s there for too long.
He’s relying on phone calls and game chats for human interaction, but rarely ever gets the feel of a real human connection.
We surveyed his associates, family, friends, and more. He is not hated. He is quite loved. But why does he seem to not feel loved? Is it all in his head? Why does he shine around his loved ones, but shiver when alone?
Sources say he has never truly been a lone soldier, but our trials show him choosing to fight his battles alone.
Through multiple days of research, we find that he turns to music, reading, games, exercise, candles, incense, and meditation for filling of his soul, all of which can and will be done inside his habitat. And although it enriches his soul and his mind, none of it tends to significantly effect his heart.
Wrapped up in a robe under 68 degrees in his habitat is almost like a way to keep a cold shoulder and refusing to warm up to what life has to offer him. Trapped in comfort.
We need more time for research, but we need to see results soon before what is broken can no longer be fixed.