He's been so busy thinking about the cool shit and aesthetic trappings and the surface-level fuckery of being considered a space criminal that justice hasn't even crossed his mind. It puts a sour twist on his face.

"I don't even how how making us into other people is supposed to do good in the universe," Travis replies. "We're just a couple people."

All he ever did was kill people who killed other people. Is that really a problem?