[Despite knowing exactly what kind of horrors Gene's lived through -- or maybe not exactly, because only Gene knows exactly what it is going through his head in those moments of total panic -- Mickey tends to think of him as kind of... sheltered. On this, though, they're roughly the same:]

Shit, before this, I'd never been outside the Midwest before.

[He takes a smoke with a little gesture of obligatory gratitude, using his own lighter to light it up.]

Now I got Amsterdam, Paris... whole bunch of alien fucking planets...