Hr brings up an arm to block that cushion, snorting in amusement. "Okay, guess you're not the romantic type. But c'mon, watch the bottle... it wasn't that easy to get."

He looks at John from the corner of his eye.

"I'm surprised you actually have decent taste in movies." Because the John he knows, he can't even get him to sit down and watch anything.

"I mean, don't we kind of qualify as the aliens, being on their planet?" But, okay, okay. He knows what he means and shrugs his shoulders.

"Yeah, there are some around here, I guess. We visited another place a while back that had these people with animal features. Sure some have come here to volunteer too. There was this droid who was here when I first arrived... like the Star Wars type."