It's ridiculous when you act like this is one of those old Earth stories about pirates floating around on chunks of wood.

(grumbling to herself) What, I don't have better things to do? I do. There are repairs that need to be made. I, uh...I have one of those cross-stitch things. I haven't actually figured out how to cross-stitch yet, but the picture on the package is very charming.

Come on. I know you’d hate to admit to anything remotely resembling a weakness, but... (gentler) I know something's up. You can tell me.