I walked onto the bridge. Skip and Nolan were working together, ready to come out of the jump and orbit Boroclize.
Sondra glanced over at me. “Good morning, Captain.” The other two looked over, nodding, then re-focusing on their tasks.
“Good morning. Everything good?”
“Only a couple hours to go,” she said. “Don’t worry, we’ve got things well in hand.
“Good, then I’ve got some other things to do. Buzz my PA if anything out-of-the-ordinary comes up.”
“Will do,” she said.
I left, heading back to the mustering room via the transport station.
<Butch> He’s waiting until you get there.
<Me> I figured. I’m running a little late.
I grabbed a tin can, getting off near the mustering room in seconds.
<Me> Wonder if I’m gonna get attacked again?
<Butch> We’ll find out in a second, but I doubt it. I think this will be a talking session.
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