[ That tension is weird, and it draws out an expression for a moment where Jack is clearly asking "what is wrong with you," but luckily, he doesn't actually say that. Instead, his nose wrinkles up slightly, and he shakes his head. ]

What? No. God, no. I'm from Hera. Uh, originally. Kiiiinda left as soon as I could since it pretty much also sucked.

[ It's easy to see Jack puff up with pride as he continues, since he's talking about his work here, and that's always a subject he likes. At least, in this sense, it is. After all, this is the good part, not the "it's been taken over by insane mercenaries" part. ]

Don't actually live on a planet at the moment. If you heard about Hyperion's new ventures, y'know that big satellite orbiting Pandora, Helios? Yeah. That's where I live. I'm helping build it, so kinda have to live there.

[ There's a moment where the next question out of his mouth dawns on him before he says it for once, and it prompts him to give Rhys another look over. From that alone it's probably pretty clear what Jack is going to ask, since looking at how much Rhys looks like shit, Jack thinks he has his answer. ]

Uh... Are you?