The Helmsman keeps listening, the words sinking in. There's a subtle change to his body language, almost like he's... like he's relaxing, like he's forgetting the biowires implanted into his nerves and tissues and letting his body rest for the first time in lifetimes. It's almost like he's there and present in his body for the first time, instead of it being a sack of meat he drags around with him.

Almost.

"And the best friend?"