Vega hopped back down off the side of the Fury's face, his own twisted into a general expression of "yuck".

"Me and Fury were down there on the beach planet, though," he said. "We got outta that okay. I don't get why your dad still thinks I can't."

Vega wasn't really willing to think back on the week following that, waiting on the Fury to be repaired and feeling like a failure. He'd gotten past it, but acknowledging that there had been a problem was difficult. It was much simpler to pretend everything had always been fine.

Everything always would be okay in the end, after all. He just had to get there.