"Mine either. I know ships," he says with a shrug. Then runs his fingers over the interface he hooked himself into much earlier.
"They speak to me after all. This one is a little new for my tastes. But at least it doesn't have a mouthy AI." He frowns up at Urdex.
"Really? If you don't mind me asking, how did you get picked for this? I know how I got picked. I was stranded and desperate." And getting hungry. He now had a job and his ship to go back to after this job was done if they didn't need him.
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