[Tackles Namur and sits on him!]

I'm going to control the time. My mun thinks it'll be funny if I wake up in a space station blaming myself for fucking up the ripple.

[He quirks his eyebrows for a moment, debating whether to explain DEEP MATHEMATICAL SCIENTIFIC SPACE TIME THEORIES to Namur or just say "fuck it."] Either way, have more faith in your captain. [Mess with Namur's hair.] It's what I'm here for, yoi.