It does, not that he's ever going to admit that. It feels familiar, what he's used to. All this trying to keep calm had been alien as hell and he'd hated it. This is what he does.

But he's not hearing it off of Sands, no way. Ramon just closes the distance between them, landing both hands on his chest and shoving him hard once more.

'Come on! You wanted this. Close your fucking mouth for once, don't just stand there.'