Well, that's the point, though.

I can't hold him much longer. Yeah, I see my Nana. The thing so ancient makes old Tran look… AKA, my pecan princess. Demoted to captain, worked his way back… There you go. As much gear as she takes. Main cannon armed and ready. Or tweet. We need to find Mike. I think that we have lost the Huffman. You know what? I've got that appointment now. So what the hell happened to you guys do… Did you hear about Joe?