[Okay, he's already changed his mind this is the worst. Or it could be worse, but a familiar face is a familiar face out here in the post-apocalyptic moon base timeline. The other post-apocalyptic moon base timeline.]

Having my brain boil out my ears in the void of space sounds way more fun than hanging out with you. [But uh, continue helping him out? Thanks.] How's that for physical comedy?

Just find me a towel and I won't really care where we go.