[God, of course this guy was in prison on the moon.

He pinches the bridge of his nose, brows knitted together. Is this the part where he says 'hey, well actually, I think we blew up the moon unless you're from the past', but since when does the moon have a prison? He's pretty sure Luther would've mentioned as much...]

Think I'd get sick of anything if I had to eat it for longer than a few weeks straight, so -- sure, you got a point in the 'awful' column.