[ Finally, someone willing to speak his language: the language of deliberately refusing to act gravely serious right now. It takes work for the people he's known for years to get that kind of serious treatment. Who in this transport or corporation has earned such a privilege?

No one.

This is a ding-dong transport. ]

Tucker. I'd say it's nice meeting you, but so far this whole experience is really fucking up the scale on stuff like that. [ On the other hand, having someone to sit around and talk to immediately outweighs putting energy into shallowly complaining about stuff just for the sake of complaining. Tucker's on board for that. ] Trippy blood would make it easier on everyone. I don't have to care that I'm getting harvested, they don't have to worry that I'm gonna take off. Why can't aliens ever think mutual?

[ Just a little common courtesy! A little. Aliens are dumb. ]