I refuse. The next station-wide disaster we face will likely come from a different mutant, anyway. Surely it's not just moles lurking in the Riftlands.

When you're able to hear how much of what people say to each other is empty politeness, it starts to become maddening. On some level, we all know that people don't really mean it when they say they're fine. I don't even care whether someone's actually fine. But now my attention is drawn to it every time.