[It takes him a minute to answer. Feelings are hard dang!!!!]
Whatever you want to do, I've got your back. You want to rip this place apart top to goddamn hellmouth bottom, I'll be carrying your damn flag, you want to live buried in Tranquility crew quarters for the next fifty years, we're gonna get overweight and mourn our fucking receding hairlines together, if you want to throw yourself out the damn airlock, I'm two steps behind you.
we can talk about pugs in space instead
Whatever you want to do, I've got your back. You want to rip this place apart top to goddamn hellmouth bottom, I'll be carrying your damn flag, you want to live buried in Tranquility crew quarters for the next fifty years, we're gonna get overweight and mourn our fucking receding hairlines together, if you want to throw yourself out the damn airlock, I'm two steps behind you.