Oh. [Peter hesitates.] It's just. Some people have similar stories, you know? But most of them I've heard say they went from one part of space to another.

Sounds weird though. I mean, shit happens here and we've had a bad run for a while but at least we get to regularly see new places. It's not all the same all the time.

[Which for Peter, even being stuck on just the ship was something he could deal with as long as his sister was here.

Peter takes the nod with a rueful smile. It's not entirely foolishness, it's just that he knows it would be hypocritical to react to the news that Carl had done something bad before. Peter had spent most of his time since puberty as a thief, he let a murderer out of prison for the thrill. Not so long ago he'd thought about killing someone; even if he didn't go through with it, he couldn't pretend he wasn't capable. And then there was the matter of everyone else he knew here, the things he knew they'd done.]

Sounds like you've come from some rough places, kid.

[He snorts. Mostly, it's just that Carl is younger and Peter's always had a soft spot for kids. A big brother instinct he couldn't shake.]

We're all stuck here. We might as well try to get along, right? Besides, it really doesn't cost me anything to point out how things work around here. Actually it gives me a totally good excuse not to be working right now.