When you've got a demon for an arm, there aren't a lot of other places you can really go, it's true. Also, he likes it here; he hardly remembers his life before the circus.

He barks a little laugh, but it's friendly agreement rather than an annoyed sound. "True that. Shoulda stayed on the last space station we landed on or somethin'. Weather's always perfect in space, right?" Buck might be a bit of a sci fi nerd. He loves the futuristic places they park at.