Lee laughs. It's just a chuckle, but it's genuine.

"That... that's probably the most familiar thing I've heard since I got here," he says, "Starbuck suggesting someone drink more. Sounds about right."

He might have to take her advice. Gods know there's frak else for him to do in Darrow besides think about how to get off it. And he's finally beginning to think that's as impossible as everyone else says it is.