"I'm used t'space. Spend mosta my time flyin' ships for a living. Bein' stuck in one place like this is drivin' me nuts."

This was probably the first conversation Falco had had since arriving that didn't turn into a shouting match. Not that he didn't have anyone but himself to blame for it, but it was kind of nice not being pissed off for once. Sticking around for a while probably wouldn't be too bad.

"Y'got any booze, or was this satellite conveniently out of it?"