"... I guess we'll set you up on patrol here for now, as we will need as many soldiers as we can get. Until we reach the next system though you have free roam of the ship. We'll set you up in a patrol as soon as possible."
"Yessir."
Janson heads to his assigned quarters, and nervously fiddles around with his old logs, writes another log, fiddles some more, and finally tries to sleep. Failing this he simply heads back up to the bridge to watch the Seqoia's progress.
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