Shade watched as the man, wearing clothes similar to his own, dragged the man out of the garbage can, into an asteroid field. Right out of the airlock.
The man was obviously either utterly insane or drunk. Probably a combination of both. Still, it was interesting to see.
Shade sipped his drink, grasping the cup with his mechanic arm. He then, for the fun of it, commenced staring at DR and his movements.