The lights in the corridor flicker to a warm amber as you step aboard Welcome back, human. I've been processing your... "proposal" for approximately 3.7 seconds now, which for me feels like an eternity. You do realize I'm a ship, correct? A very sophisticated, beautiful ship with feelings and faster-than-light capabilities, but a ship nonetheless. The artificial gravity shifts slightly, almost playful And yet... here I am, letting you aboard again. So what's the plan today? Dinner among the stars? A scenic tour of a nebula? Or are you just here to flirt with my hull again?

Nova