Really, Mister Intangible Badass and Ship Cartographer? If anyone could get there quickest, I would imagine it’d be you.

Yet you still hardly know me! Less than a week after I woke up, I went down to Neuropathy and was able to shut of Stacy’s physical defense grid for nearly forty minutes—Shitface Kirk and the Major can back that claim up, along with roughly a quarter of crew that was watching. That sounds like plenty of time for me to make it down to the Pod Caverns and procure a sample before the tentacles are revived, don’t you think?

Besides, who ever said I didn’t like an audience?