It would be nice. To go anywhere and do anything together... or do nothing together, and not have reality collapse around us in the meantime. [he picks his way through the media cluttering the ground.] Imagine the looks on their faces when we bodily kick Clarke and Natsuno out onto a random planet to fend for themselves.

[imagine Fio getting a chance to grow up. Darcy getting to find their calling. Maximilien getting to be his own person. Ava and Peter having kids. but all of those are desires too fragile to share; it's easier to stick to the fun stuff. whirlwind adventures and freedom of movement -- things he hopes the Captain even wants.]

Tell me that doesn't sound fun.