Kosmo was just saying he didn't think he was going to be that useful earlier today. Now's his chance to prove you wrong. He readily takes up the responsibility.
"The competition was tight and this was a difficult choice," Kosmo says as the two Brits hang anxiously on his every word. The rest of the olive grove is still, only the light whistle of the artificial breeze wafting through. "We thought carefully about who might be the best fit for the tight confines of spaceship and tunnel life. In light of this, we have decided to go with Frank."
Frank is delighted while Florence just pouts.
"Congratulations and commiserations, you two," says Kosmo to the pair of them before addressing Frank specifically. "We'll send over the full mission briefing pack as soon as you've signed the N.D.A.s. And I hope you like rats."
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