Cal winced a little at being called out so thoroughly, but he was able to push the immediate impulse to argue with her down. What was the point in spreading out roots here if he just ended up back at home? What was the point in setting down roots at home if it would all get taken away?

"I'm very tired of dragging others down," he admitted. "And of course I love animals. Have you seen the porgs? And turning things that look broken and fixing them into something better is just a good use of scrap."

Okay, maybe there was a little arguing.