"Suppose... somebody's eyes weren't the way they used to be.

"There some kinda... I dunno. Way to fix that?"

[Murphy sounds kind of ragged. Frustrated. He's not really one to openly admit that he's having problems, let alone make a public broadcast about it. But even after getting over his sickness, he can't trust himself to operate the machinery he does and be productive when he still can't see where he's even going half of the damned time. And if he can't do that, then what good is he going to be to anyone?]

Color me curious. Since we're such a diverse group of people - how many of you are from "Earth"? I don't care what version of it, I don't care what time you're from. Considering that we're all supposed to be from different galaxies and times, why is it your wonderful planet that gets picked on?

Not that I'm minding, there are so many people from my own galaxy that I'd hate to see again (though, if there's an old man called Ben Kenobi or Obi Wan still hiding out here, I still want my money), it's just odd that it's that galaxy that gets all the fun.

Or, you know, tell me where you're from. How are you? What's Earth like? Something - it's just bugging me.