I didn't drive my own drunk ass home and- [ He snorts, fingers twitching in Malcolm's shirt. ] I didn't sleep with her. She wanted to! Hit on me. And she was all- Most of the time she was on the ship she was in armor or too angry to talk to me about some bullshit.

And it's been awhile since I've seen her last. Forgot she was hot. And they gave her these clothes that just- yeah. And she was hitting on me. And it's been awhile. Like not a long while but a while while. Since that night I did the last dumb while. So I thought about it.

But I didn't. You proud of me?