Kilowog:
Next lesson.
[Kilowog constructs a sun with his ring, Hal is pulled toward it and hastily constructs an anchor tethered to his hand]
Kilowog:
Ha-ha! Feel that? That's the gravitational pull of your average sun. Makes flying through space *very* dangerous. The bigger you are, the quicker you burn. Gravity's a bitch.
[the sun abruptly disappears, dumping Hal to the ground]
Kilowog:
Gravity's a bitch.
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