"Good. I'm glad someone was keeping you in line while I was out." Maybe if he knew he'd think the drugging was a little over the top. Maybe, with his volatile history, he wouldn't. At least the ends justified the means.

"It didn't have to be far, just enough to get away. Enough to make enough time to figure something else out." He shakes his head, limbs twitching in want to pace and shake out the nervous energy the conversation is building in him. "There just- there had to be something else. There's so many people on this ship, someone had to be able to think of something that didn't end in so many people getting hurt. Dying."