[Okay, okay, his world. Cool, so who was he? Which one? It wasn't like he had too many choices any more; he knew Wash, Grif, was meeting York, and he pretty sure Connie was a girl.
Please don't be Locus. He's not allowed to be a feeding-the-strays kind of guy; it makes it harder to fucking hate him.]
Yeeeaah. Our world- well, universe. [Chorus - or its moons - weren't his to claim if it was Locus.] So, what have people told you?
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Please don't be Locus. He's not allowed to be a feeding-the-strays kind of guy; it makes it harder to fucking hate him.]
Yeeeaah. Our world- well, universe. [Chorus - or its moons - weren't his to claim if it was Locus.] So, what have people told you?