It's like a dream.
Or maybe watching a movie; images that pass by with little meaning of consequence.
Mo Yinan's heart is numb. His exhaustion is eternal and his sorrow is without light.
"This…this is the 7th Fleet's flagship, the Starsnatcher," Gina's voice is small and trembling, as their fighter jet boards the larger vessel. She has reason to fear. After all, the human nations had only been recently subjugated by the Lenzarians and anti-human sentiments are yet strong.
Gina's panic is confirmed after they are allowed to park in the hangar. Before they've even a chance to open the hatch and climb out their ship, a group of Lenzarians, armed to the teeth, have already gathered around them.
Gina trembles, having heard enough stories about how Lenzarians treat their prisoners. Mo Yinan refrains from rolling his eyes and puts a hand on her shoulder. Instead of sighing, he smiles a little. "C'mon. Staying inside will only implicate us more."
