[Bulba would take what he could get. Coming from Char, those little glimpses meant the world. He treasured them more than words could say.

Not that he wasn't going to be kicking himself later. So much for trying to be a support. He mumbles and grumbles a little, but it's nothing much.]

Right, right. That would be sorta detrimental to getting you home.

[Oh look. It's a little one, but there's a grin.