And in that time you were almost killed in a crashing space ship, sacrificed to gun-cultists, beaten to death by a psychotic hulk-man, enslaved by robots, killed by two armies crashing into each other, crushed in a falling tower, assimilated by the Thousand Maws, poisoned, imprisoned, eaten by zombies and shot to death in a heist.
Every time I let you do this, I'm playing dice with your life.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Puts his hand on her shoulder-
You helped get information from those little aliens in the tower. You helped to give us hope when the Thousand Maw came for us. You broke us out of prison all by yourself. Hell, Chuck made you Captain of our ship. He wouldn't have done that if he didn't think you were useful.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

-Shuts the door-
This isn't safe for you, Daisy. And I can't keep pretending it is. I know you want to find Mike, but I can't keep justifying letting you come with us.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?