Well, I'd be surly too in his position. I suppose I can forgive a certain amount of sulking.

[ Jiaoqiu says it wryly, lightly. He brings out his tablet, checking on his messages. It's become something of a nervous tic, making sure that he's not being alerted to anybody's medical bracelets lighting up red. ]

We should be glad he's only one person. If half the crew decided they agreed with him, then we'd really be in trouble.