Altair: I get it. I have a reputation. You don’t have to keep going on like I’m an incompetent idiot. 

Ume: I’m sorry. I was just… picking on you. Like… playful banter?

Altair: It didn’t feel very playful. You know. It never mattered how bad my cooking was, Sirius would always smile and eat it. Do you know why? Because partners support each other. Even on the little things.

Ume: Don’t do that.

Altair: Do what?

Ume: Compare us like that.

Altair: I was trying to make a–You know what? Forget it. Can we just go down to the docks? It’s always nice this time of day.