"Sounds good. The Kree still got a price on my head. Nova Corp's gone a little easy on us, but if someone came after us it'd likely be Kree."

When it came to heists, they were his favorite target. A no guilt victim, as it was, as they owed him and many others lifetimes of pain. He took it easy on the civilians but would still leave their colonies with barely the clothes on their backs and enough rations to call for help and that was about it.

He'd at least been talked into being a bit of a philanthropist. It meant there were a few more allies that gave them sanctuary from the Kree. One of those was on Contraxia.

"There are a buncha brothels on Contraxia. Not that you strike me as the type but a good lotta the workers are AIs. Means you got a shit ton of repair shops. You can pick up what ya need to work with there. We probably ain't gonna go nowhere for at least a few days."

He fully expected Bob might light out, too. Head off on another adventure to whatever endgoal he was after. He wouldn't blame him.