It was funny, out here in the reaches of space, how slow things were sometimes, Tessa thought idly while running a rag over one of her blasters. She'd only cleaned it fifteen times already that day, and hadn't used it in over a week. She was getting stir crazy. Maybe she would turn off the gravity in her room soon. Then she could really bounce off the walls. Tessa, Caster, and Adeline had been adrift for a week, looking for their next opportunity. They had cargo in the hold, they just needed to find people interested in trading it. And so far they had run into hostility from the settlers on Åda, but that was a small settlement that they hadn't been to before. The crew of The Black Daedalus had been run out of the town. Well, that wasn't new. The people that weren't outright hostile were always suspicious of people they didn't know, and who knew if The Black Daedalus was the scouting ship of a fleet, sent to see whether their village was worth attacking? It sucked that their reliable trading partners had started pulling back from them, saying they were going through hard times, too. Yeah. Who wasn't going through hard times. The whole galaxy was crumbling. Tessa sighed and put the blaster away. She was going to go to the bridge and get in Caster's way again. At least from there she could see the stars and get an idea of where they were headed next. "Hey, Caster," she said, plopping down into a seat next to him and spinning the chair once before looking out the view screens. "Anything exciting coming up?"