He broke out into a small smile for her. He couldn’t help it. Cassandra Lang just had that effect on him. He gave a slight head shake at her enthusiasm. It was well meaning. He knew that, it just wasn’t at all how he felt about the space thing. “Yeah, Cass. Real excited. Now, I don’t have to wait for an alien symbiote to kill me here. I can have aliens try to kill me on a rickety ship too.” He looked down a little embarrassed at the sudden sharp tongue, then thought better of himself and shifted to apologize. “I’m sorry. I’m just sort of stressed out. I don’t know what I’m going to do about Venom while I’m gone. He knows where I live…”