In the cohort, anyway. There are all kinds of books and maps about astrology, astronomy, guesses and lore - "Until someone builds a space ship."

(Shut up, Bruce.)

The flippant tone of his voice is an obvious put-on; he doesn't have anything helpful or poignant to say, but it doesn't seem right to not say anything. It makes a strange sort of sense that this man communicates better when he's in situations that are closer to high-octane, as if that's how he's built, and at all other times he's merely coasting, waiting to be used properly.

He glances at Seoraj. "Better get a move on. Can you get down there in your skirt?"