"And it was on my fourth year here that I decided this was my home," Captain Lochport half-shouted, slurring his words while seemingly incapable of keeping his head still. "Those ungrateful subordinates planned a secret birthday party. A birthday party! Do you know how hard it is to keep a secret inside a small space station?"
Khan chuckled, amused by the Captain's good heart and drunken state. His cheeks almost felt sore when he sipped from his drink. It had been a long time since he had smiled for so long, and his face was readjusting itself to the experience.
"They sound like good guys," Khan commented.
"They are a bunch of outcasts and annoying kids with no other place to go," Captain Lochport snorted, steading himself to refill his drink. "But they are good kids. Life just dealt them a bad hand."
