Hey man, he gets it. Sometimes a burrito is all you want in life. It's like a confirmation that stuff is still normal somewhere in the world. Maybe it's something that he knows he can use to bring his friends back to life, and a pretty good weapon in a pinch, but it's also just a good meal all on its own and when you haven't had one in who knows how long? Yeah, getting emotional is allowed.

"Hey dude, we're glad to have you here. I don't think we're goin' anywhere for a while, short of someone deciding to sink the island or whatever. You're welcome to hang now and then come back whenever." Sure in a couple of cycles things might be a little bit stressed, but all hands on deck would be better than being left alone right?

The microwave chimes, and Wayne twists in place to retrieve the burrito, lightly steaming in its foil. He holds it out to Crichton to take, figuring he could just nuke another for himself.