“Rog, get your crew in the Pod. Food is running low. See what you can find,” said Kyra.

Rog didn’t hesitate. “Snazzle, set the coordinates and fire up a little Mari Boine. Reagákeahtes would be a good choice.”

“Rog, damnit, could you fly straight for once,” snapped Em.

“Sorry Em, sometimes I just get a little carried away. Nice [censored] by the way.”

“Rog! Keep your eyes on the horizon.”