[ one corner of his mouth tugs up at the moniker though kovacs can't see it. and the rest of what he says erases the mirth anyway. isn't that what he does? save the earth? but he hasn't actually done it yet. and no matter how many people tell him that's what happened he still has a hard time picturing himself doing it, in the end. going through with something so obviously selfless and against his basic instinct to survive. one that somehow coexists with his blinding self hatred. u kno u kno ]

Sometimes there's nowhere else to go.

[ and that's really all he has to say on the matter. he doesn't want to argue for chivalry when he's the opposite of chivalrous himself. doesn't want to make a case for bravery when that wasn't even close to why he'd gone to eros in the first place... ]

Still, think you're right. About everything but the cigarettes. That shit's just barbaric. [ who smokes anymore/???? seriously, no. you don't smoke into an air filter and miller grew up in places exactly like this. does kovacs want to kill all of them including himself? ] There's some decent liquor left in the bar if you can believe it. [ if u wanna get wasted with him. that's basically all he's done since he got here. other than yell at people who like him for some stupid reason?? like wtf is that. ]