Well, if Yeager actually did manage to produce anything useful, maybe Rita would reconsider this. As for the moment, Rita just felt like the absentee landlord who got stuck with taking care of her tenant's whiny, irritating puppy dog for the next forever. Yeager's just lucky that there's not a pound for him anywhere close by.

"A giant turtle," Rita says completely deadpan. Yeah. Granted, Yeager's point almost stands. Almost. "Well that explains why none of this is familiar at all despite us having travelled literally everywhere. What still doesn't make sense is why this guy's still alive. Or why we're on the back of some huge Entelexia."