[His head perks up a little at the sound of her voice and then, once he realizes it's Jade, he just drops it back to the floor. She's seen him in way more embarrassing situations at this point, so he just lets it go.]

Fine. Totally fine. One hundred percent unharmed, with an equally fine view of a cold ass linoleum floor. [Is there linoleum in space? Does Davesprite actually care?]

Never before have I seen a floor so fucking cold and radically uncomfortable and I've been privy to a face full of innumerable fine floors. I've got a PhD in that shit and I could write you a dissertation on how it's living up to its name.

[He says this all more or less to the aforementioned floor, before he finally fixes himself into a sitting position. There's a beat as he stares blankly at the room.]

Ok, this is new.