"Ah." He was overthinking it, and César's expression softens. "I know you don't like it. And being on the ship doesn't make you useless at all."

Ding. He steps out of the elevator. César takes a moment to simply survey everything, his shoulders relaxing with him hardly being conscious of it.

"I found purpose staying on the boat last time beyond just supporting you. I... left the cabin to do perimeter sweeps for people simply needing a human connection. Things like this. People simply being there."

César looks over to Johnny with pride. "This is a good you solution. Let's get into one of these forts and relax, because I need it."