"Don't have a stroke, old man, I know how to control myself," Kovacs assures him. He won't say he's left that life behind but it's not like someone's paying him to kill anymore and, contrary to what a lot of people might think, he doesn't actually want to go off and murder random strangers.

He's not that bad.

"Makes me wonder what would happen if someone did commit a crime up here," Kovacs muses. "Haven't found a jail, have we? Would they just get taken for a very pleasant space walk?"