Well, that's Ky's problem. It's best to feel the sun everywhere possible--or, that's the answer Sol'd give at the moment (it might be the one he'd give at other times, too, but who's to say?).

The bounty hunter huffed at the statement; obviously. He wouldn't be perky and talking to Sol if he wasn't. Sol wasn't exactly someone you went to when you felt miserable, after all. And Ky certainly wouldn't have given up part of his time to just sit and chat with Sol about his issues (but his teacups...). It was good news, sure, but nothing to get excited over. For Sol, it wasn't really even all that relevant. It just meant Ky would be back to his usual standard of nagging.

Shoulders curved, vertebrae running between scapulae and a bit lower popping audibly, and then Sol flopped back down flat. Yep. That's about the size of his caring.