Something about his laugh is comforting, even though the conversation borders on manic, unbelievable hysteria. He chuckles, tilting his head quizzically.
"Now I'm wondering why you were so impressed with me being an astronaut," he says. "Hell, friend, IASA would kill for that ride."
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"Now I'm wondering why you were so impressed with me being an astronaut," he says. "Hell, friend, IASA would kill for that ride."