[ He's willing to do this dance, Neal. He's been needing stimulation like this for months. A good classy criminal will do all the fixing. He notes the slip in action, puts it under scrutiny. He examines him but if most are an open book; Neal reads to him like a trilogy in a second language. He goes head first, rethinking about how Neil adjusted his cuffs and what he could deduce from those hands. ]

You can eat the blue goo, it's surprisingly salty. More that 5 ml sends you to the medbay.

[ He filters through his hard drive of a brain, trying to take note of what he knows in summary ]

The year is 938 After Earth. We're on board the Tranquility. The first batch that came here, found that the crew was missing save for Ward and Resnik. Ward is the ships captain. Basics. Did you want anything in specific?

[ it's a trap, Neal. ]