Previously:
"Hey." I sought for his attention.
He looked at me. "What?"
"I'm sorry." I said with my apologetic tone.
"For what?"
I stopped meddling with the buttons in front of me and faced him.
"I knew that you spent your time all night maneuvering this vessel just to get us there soon enough. But then here I am—"
He cuts me off. "Don't sweat it."
He walked towards the other end of the button panels.
"It's too late for that. We are already meters away from the Pangea. I can't even see it anymore in this distance." He said.
"What's more important is why you are doing this. You're not the type to be doing multiple task in a row to the point of being indecisive. What makes you pull off this stunt?" He said without looking at me.
He is now helping me to control the vessel.
My face suddenly turned gloomy.
He might have sensed the sudden change on my mood.
"What is it?" He asked.
