The garden.

Nova stared at the plants and vegetables growing, laying on clean cut grass.

Pretty convenient, growing food on the ship. Less reliance on the imported goods.

Felt someone flop over his side.

" Wille."

" Mhm?"

" Cameras."

" What, I'm just here to take a nap! All of Sivira's things are still in my office, and it's weird."

Silence.

" Have you seen Prima since we got back?"

" Not at all. His business is his business."

" He's your little brother, you should worry more about him."

" He's capable enough. He's not going to cause any trouble here."