[Harry leans against the wall, smoking a cigarette carefully in his fingers. One of them is a little loose, so he has to hold the cigarette carefully while he smokes, but otherwise it's fairly secure. He doesn't realize he's broadcasting his inner thoughts through his comm device (he thinks it's just a fancy tape recorder), but pretty much anyone can hear him. He also sounds like he's narrating to someone, though there's no one around.]

So. Um. I guess I'm on a spaceship now. I've wandered around a couple of...days? Yeah, I think that's right. Anyway I'm not sure whether it's a green-skinned space chicks kind of deal or...y'know, the kind of thing where a monster pops out of your chest and starts eating people's faces-- with my luck lately, it'll be a green-skinned space chick who pops out of my chest...and eats someone's face. Um. Yeah, did I mention this is gonna get kinda grim? I'm stuck in space-- it kind of goes with the territory, but yeah, that was kinda dark.

In any case, I'll get back to you later. I'm...gonna try to see if they have decent coffee around here.

[Harry flips off the recorder]

I'm guessing that one's going to be a big "no"...