[It crosses his mind that maybe John would be a good friend to discuss a certain problem with. Not now, of course. But he feels certain he wouldn't tell that one either.

There's a smile in his voice when he speaks again.]

I'd say so too. I won't be planetside for a few more days, so don't smoke up all the tobacco first.

[A pause.] Somebody's with you, right? You're not just rotting in a room with your wound?