[You know who feels like the favourite, settling carefully onto her new perch? This chick. She knows she is, of course, but it's still nice to bask in that. For all of the drawbacks of being more or less marooned on an alien planet, her social situation is only awesome.]

Did you have the same---or same style, you know what I mean---detailing with your red? Trying to imagine you any other colour is weird, but trying to imagine the accents gone is as weird, almost. When I call you Haven's best-decorated dude, it's not just flattery. It's only ten percent flattery; the rest is truth.