“𝕄𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕖? 𝕀’𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥,” Piers laughed. “I’m used to seeing stuff far away. Sniping and such. So, I guess I’m just…stuck here.”
It’s what he was good at. Young as he was, he signed himself up for combat and all else. Space was a dream he couldn’t attain. A day off was even further off.
“… you?”
