She’s the captain. She gets to make speeches. It’s in her contract. Nothing I can do about it, really.

I mean, not unless someone out there wants to give me the power to alter the underlying structure of the cosmos itself. And if they did, honestly, I gotta say that changing this wouldn’t be high on my list of priorities. Like, sure, maybe I’d get around to it eventually. Maybe. But I’ve got way, way more important uses for that sort of power that would benefit humankind as a whole, now and forever, that must be seen to first.

A Windjammers remake is the sort of thing any truly loving god would not turn its back on.