The pragmatic option would be to evacuate a planet and let it die. Creative always adds a little impossible flair. [ his eyes brighten a little bit at the possibility of impossible flair. ]

I suppose subjectivity comes with a certain level of wiggle room, though that was less of the point, really.

[ there's a thoughtful hum as he fills the silence, lacing his fingers and stretching his arms beneath the wrinkles of a green hoodie. ]

How new are you? Not Nalawi-new, I'd take it?