"I'm in Aquarius." He sniffles as though that can help stem the tide and takes Marc's other hand, turning it over and drawing the constellation out on his palm. Not the zigzag lines but the actual constellation, from the top with its long diagonal line and then forking out twice.

"I-- don't think I can stay here. But you can come over, find me there." At least until Ava kicks them out tomorrow.

"You can keep the stick. In case you need to defend yourself." He's finding the depiction of the Captain to be quite deplorable, but he's still against the idea of killing him and stealing the ship.