Dan's mix-up with astrology gets a confused look from Miguel, but it eventually mellows into some quiet sympathy as Lucky loses the spirit in his voice. He isn't sure if navigating a ship like he used to would really be an option here.

"A starship is a bit beyond what can be slapped together with tech from this decade." he says. "But Lucky's chipped in quite a bit with the lab. Probably wouldn't have finished as quickly without the extra hand."

Which was... half-true. Lucky was very skilled, prodigiously by Nueva York standards. Miguel was happy to give him tasks whenever he wandered in, but he was still just a kid. So, the kid had plenty of free time to do whatever before Miguel would start to look for him to make sure he had eaten and hadn't gotten into too much trouble.