He sighed slightly, then chuckled, ignoring the stabbing pain caused by the laugh pulling at the stitches. "Let me get this straight; you're asking someone who is clearly dosed to the eyeballs on Antitoxins, Antibacterials, and Antiseptics, as well as no small amount of painkillers, to talk about his personal life. If this is your way of asking me out on a Date, I'd hope to not be loopy from the meds, first."<br/><br/>He smirked, clearly teasing her. "Alright; but this doesn't leave the room, and you have to turn off the security cameras first. Including the audio feeds. After all, can't have anyone spying on me being all human and such, instead of the 'Big Scary commander-guy that eats Pillagers for Breakfast'."<br/><br/>Leaning towards her slightly, he spoke in a low tone, making sure the security camera's audio feed couldn't pick anything up. "I take photographs of each planet I visit. Sort of a personal travelouge; some are pictures in orbit, some are on the ground, and some are in the middle of battle because once in a while there's something impressive about watching a bunch of Confederation military buildings being lit on fire."