[The moment Slevin catches sight of that tenderness, his dark eyes go flat and reptile-blank, and he waits for it to pass. It would be a mistake to trust him with anything, and he's not playing a confidence game right now. He's not trying to trick Cassel into anything. He's just observing.

But it's safe enough to smirk himself when he hears that.]

Anything to amuse yourselves in space, huh? I have a hard time believing you've got the monopoly over Chris and Scott for being an idiot, though.