Scott's eyes trail up to the ceiling as Wash flips it off, offering a small nod of understanding. Everything, predictably, all goes back to these beings claiming to be gods. He can't blame the guy for being sore. And at the possibility that people's memories can just be viewed by complete strangers...well, he's glad it wasn't anything after that little incident. It only got so much worse from there. Or something really embarrassing. That would have also sucked.

"Habitat 7," he answers with a bit of a sigh, not for lack of wanting to talk about it, but just because the whole situation still stings like a bitch. "It was supposed to be a lush world with a tropical region and everything. One of the worlds we surveyed for a potential home when we left the Milky Way. Too bad the planet and everything on it tried to kill us. 0/10, would not recommend."