"...I hope they listened to you. You know what's going on."

Jake lets that hang a moment, and then the mention of family brings a little smile to his face.

"I had that, back home. My captain. I didn't get him at all when we first met. I called him the meep-morp robot because he was so strict with rules and regulations. He's a very straight-laced, serious guy...hates the spice of life so much that he'd call this nutrition slime they gave us totally satisfying."

He pauses, imagines Holt eating the sludge and declaring it the perfect food, and smiles.

"But he always looked out for me. There wasn't anybody else I trusted more...think I might've slipped and called him dad a few times, but he never minded. So yeah, I totally believe it's possible. Thanks for the reminder."

One last pause, and then... "But you're saying that happens more than usual?"