[ he sees her, day in and out. while he's visiting his stupid earthers she visits the kids. are they her kids? miller tells himself he doesn't care even while telling muss and havelock all about his day like a crazy person. it's a lot of exploring the station, and even more drinking. the point is, when she finally addresses him, it feels overdue. sure, he could've said he noticed her all this time, but it's like starting small talk in a graveyard.

weird, riley. it's weird. but he glances over, scratching an invisible itch over his eye. at least he found some clothes since burning the vac suit he came in with, they're unassuming. but then again, so is he. at least, other than that stupid ass mohawk. ]

You've been workin' up to that one, have you, kid? [ everyone's a kid when you were born a hundred year old detective. ] If I step foot down on that planet, the gravity will smoosh me like a pancake. So I guess you're stuck with me. Lucky you.