“—the ship, Ambrose! The wear on the ship is too great on the approach, more than mission control predicted. You must finish OS’s tasks as soon as you can. Any defect, like . . . in the old shuttles, will lead to catastrophe. The ship must be . . . pristine to survive the friction and heat. My brother, I love you, there is no one better to—”
I've got a feeling the OS is manipulating him here. We already know it can take on any voice it wants!
