Aboard a Y-7 Transport, somewhere in the Outer Rim
The Dauntless wasn't far from the exit jump, and Dan began to adjust an intercept to return to the mother ship. His passenger sat alongside him, taking in the view. Sacorria was a relatively untraveled clod in space, and the girl next to him certainly hadn't taken in the galaxy to the extent that he had. Nevertheless, he'd had his eye on her for a long time, preparing her for a day such as this one.
"Are you ready for this?"
It was a question that, no matter what answer was given, he already knew the answer to. She wasn't.
"Keep close to me. We may be surrounded by smiling faces, but I suspect enough enemies to stay alert."
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