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Narrator: 7 hours later...
Jake: My leg just went numb again. We may be cruising through star systems faster than light, but I didn't expect a patrol to feel so... ...slow.
Mattrick: Like I said kid-- weeks of milk runs. This is your life now, get used to it.
Rolf: Take solace in your isolation. Find ways to keep your mind active, but don't get distracted.
Jake: What about you, Fadeneir?
Mika: I'm a cat, staring off into space is like breathing for me.
Jake: Har har.
Mika: I'm checking the star charts to see if they missed anything. The perfect hiding spot wouldn't be on a map.
Jake: {Hmph} I wish I could listen to a book or something right now. Are there any truck stops on those charts of yours?
Mika: Afraid not. Although with the commander's permission, we could take a detour.
Rolf: I see. Granted.
Jake: What's this about now?
Mika: Just keep your eyes to port. I think you're gonna like this.