( he glances her way, then holds off on sighing. he doesn't think she's wrong, but it's still not the most palatable responsibility. )

This is why I never signed up for the space program.

( amoung many, many other reasons, such as no drive to get into space over trying to survive and eek out a living doing what he loved. still, in the end, it hasn't been a matter of choice, and so he smiles; there's a morbid sort of bright side in what she says. )

Good to know, though! Not having time to worry about it if it's happening means one less worry on the mind.

( too dead for it to actually matter. )

Ah, but I'm distracting. I should leave you to your run, yeah?