Onboard Moya, Somewhere in Hynerian Space

Stark wasn’t sure what Chiana had said to the others but he’d been left alone after the transport pod reached Moya. He’d collected his things from the transport pod, thanked Chiana again, and then gone to his old quarters and collapsed in his old bed for a time. He’d arisen eventually, unsure how much time had passed, and made his way to the center chamber looking for something to eat. He was walking slowly and trailing a hand along Moya’s bulkhead trying to focus on the familiar but unfamiliar feeling and didn’t notice his shipmate until he nearly crashed into the other man.

( First the human )

( Then the Sebacean )

( And then the Hynerian )

( And Finally Pilot )

[NFB for distance while the saddest alien remains in space. He does continue to have his phone on him though.]