"Computer, inform the ship-teams to start preparing the refugees for transport, we'll be walking them through the docks of the station to the teleporter banks, to be teleported directly down to their accommodations," I said into my holographic wrist watch.
I was greeted by the three-toned beep that I was fast starting to recognise as an affirmative from the device.
It was nice to have everything go so smoothly for once.
I had become used to daring exploits of bravery, with explosions sounding off around me and strange creatures trying to take my head off at the shoulders.
To not have to worry about any of that for once, and for things to actually be going well, it was such a solid change of pace that I was starting to feel a little bit extra to everything going on.
Still, I wouldn't mock the peace while it was around, no doubt it'd all fall to bits sooner or later.
