What do I suggest about what? Tribbles? I don't know. Energy production? Does it matter? This isn't my world. I don't know what it needs. I don't even really care. I didn't ask to come here and no one asked me if I wanted to be here either. I woke up on the floor in some room and then got brought to this apartment like someone putting away a pair of shoes in the closet.

[ This place isn't his problem. Until he's given a damn good reason why it should be, he's not going to start caring about it. ]

I just got here. I don't even know who I am and you expect me to, what? Put on a tie and go sit in a office somewhere? This isn't my home. I'm not going to start treating it like it is.