The four met up the next morning right where they'd parted ways the night before.
Trychon spoke up before anyone else could as Tyrrazapon and Anya walked towards them. "Listen... about last night... we can't let these sorts of things get in the way of our group. Can we just move on past it and all be friends?"
Anya looked at him as though he'd just suggested that a Rancor would make an excellent pet. "Don't be stupid, Trych. Of course nothing's changed between us... no matter how ridiculously ignorant you may come across at times."
Trychon smiled. "Ok, good. My ship landed last night, and I sliced into the port authority and got their clearance records. They're scheduled to lift off again tonight. Real quick stopover. I really think that Raezyr's plan is for the best, so here's how we're going to do this. We have today to pick up what supplies we can from here... and then we'll be taking off well before the Stalker does. We're going to jump a short way out of the system on the route that the current crew has been taking... and I'll schedule a stop for the Stalker near the same spot. When they come out of Hyperspace, I'll cut the life support and open their airlocks, etc. We'll be able to be right there to ensure that it all goes smoothly. Sound good to everyone?"
He looked at the other three, and got nothing but smiles and nods in return.
"Alright, great. I'm hungry."
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