Well that'd be fucking stupid, how're you gonna get the space breeze?

[ it's a spaceship, there is no breeze, he's just being a twat, which is how Nick can likely tell that he's mostly getting to the point of alright. still not completely there, still want to find every original, non-Ingress native of this ship/universe and cut their throats open just for the sake of security, just because he thinks he could get away with it. but being still for now.

and just about that only. he doesn't trust himself to move much further right now, the shank still gripped in a hand, unwilling to put it away yet. it helps that nick's there, being nick, which means being a contrary shit babbling about most inconsequential, yet amusing, crap, andyr's lips pulling into a small smile at the mention of fish mumbling. ]

Yeah, I said your mom looks like a radioactive fish mutant.

[ no he didn't. it was some ramble of trivia - things he recites when he tries to get his mind to stop racing, a kind of calming mantra that's just embarrassingly stupid, but it happens to be one of the only things he really has extensively well memorized. this bullshit is his life. ]

Can't believe you left that ramen bowl to chase me.