If you must send me to a planet, make it Mars. My top researchers back home told me it's the most livable.

[ Thanks, off-brand NASA! Also, Roland whistles at that little trick. When he said give him your best shot, Nita wasn't holding back, huh? ]

...Get set, go.

[ He finishes it off, tries his best to land a hit. For the most part, he's failing, but he's strangely enjoying this? If the smile on his face is any indication. ]

Making me work for this win, eh? Good. Nothing worth having comes easy, as they say.