[ space is super glamorous. and even if it's not, nobody would have dubbed it the final frontier if it weren't worth looking through, would they?

maybe ben got that from a little bit too much sci-fi. it happens. but then again, there's the vastness that he appreciates. it gives him a smallness that doesn't feel infinitesimal, but rather a small part of a whole. it's a happy point of view; the world - the universe - the entire galaxy, at that - wouldn't be the same, if not for him! not to mention their little band of - are they explorers? ben's hesitant to take on the title of mercenary, but with all the killing they have done -

he takes a bite of food himself and decides against mulling that over. ]

Well - okay - so, what, you think they're all against us? [ he holds up a hand. ] I'm not arguing! I mean, I'm here, aren't I? Just let me play devil's advocate for a second here.