"How could it possibly be a good thing?" He asks, shaking his head. Being emotionally and phsyically played by a space station can only be a very, very bad thing. He lists everything that's happened to them so far on his fingers, ticking them off as he goes:
"They take us, they strip us naked and shove us in space suits, they chuck us all in to a space station and throw random mementos from home at us... then there was the roster thing, which had us falling out with each other over nothing. We've come up with every theory under the sun to try to explain what's happening to us, driving ourselves mad in the process..."
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"How could it possibly be a good thing?" He asks, shaking his head. Being emotionally and phsyically played by a space station can only be a very, very bad thing. He lists everything that's happened to them so far on his fingers, ticking them off as he goes:
"They take us, they strip us naked and shove us in space suits, they chuck us all in to a space station and throw random mementos from home at us... then there was the roster thing, which had us falling out with each other over nothing. We've come up with every theory under the sun to try to explain what's happening to us, driving ourselves mad in the process..."
He throws his hands up helplessly.
"We're being completely and utterly mindfucked."