And in the quiet between missions, when the ship’s smell returned to burnt coffee and old engine grease, Rook would make a list. At the top, in careful, small handwriting, he wrote: Family — secured.
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Echo twitched. A faint chorus joined her while she hummed: the rhythm of the ship’s engines, the distant lick of ion storms, the memory of someone singing lullabies in a language with too many sibilants. The team — Rook, Mira, Grobnar, Jessa, and an AI named Five that lived inside the ship’s bones — felt something small and fragile settle into the center of their orbit. And in the quiet between missions, when the