Yeah, that's the whole point of space. [Topher, no. Just stop.]

I've been here for a year. [Topher flails his arms again.] I've seen some serious crap. I can afford to be a little jaded and nonchalant for the sake of my sanity. [He crosses his arms over his chest pointedly.] I'm twenty-eight.

[beat.] Twenty-nineish maybe.