[He blinks again, and then slowly lifts his hands in surrender.]

Alright, alright. Stars, you're grumpy. If you don't want to be here, there's a perfectly servicable cot in the back. Or a bench, if that's more your speed.

[Ben does his best not to show all of his exasperation through that exchange. But with the compressor primed, it only takes him a moment to send them into hyperspace with the push of a lever, space blurring and turning blue around them.]