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[aimedforthemoon]

Here is the simulator room, the dimensions of which are hazy and containing a number of simulators that only the narration can count.

Still, this is where Esfir spends most of her time, and she opens the door for him.

"After you."

Comments

[almosthonorable]

"Why, thank you, Lieutenant."

With a nod, he steps inside.

"So this is what you and Solo keep goin' on about."

[aimedforthemoon]

"No. We go on about flying."

[almosthonorable]

"But this is right close to it, ain't it?"

[aimedforthemoon]

"Close as riding a wooden pony is to a real horse."