There's no missing the temperature change, although Blake has the good sense to avoid making comments. He'd learned his own mood controlled his little part of the Horizon in a similar way and it had only been after it had become obvious to nearly everyone else that he'd realized it himself. Embarrassing.

"Nah, I work too much, too," he admits, although he can't pretend like he hasn't tried it before. "Or, I did. But for the ones I tried? Yeah, it did what it was s'posed to. " He scratches at the stubble on his chin. "Short-term stuff. Hookups."