Just that there's no way off, but there's just gotta be. Doesn't make sense, if there's a way on, not to have a way out.

[Then again, Jack's been here for over a year now. Either it's a really great spaceship, or there's definitely no way out. Her hand that's on Jack's arm grips hold a little tighter at that realization.]

So...guess I probably need to learn a bit more, yeah. [She laughs at herself, and although it comes out sounding a bit emptier than her usual good spirits, it's an attempt to cling hold of the good old days.]

What're we supposed t'do here all day long? Get a job, settle down and just wait?