As the crew of the *Sensual Horizon* reconvened, the atmosphere was thick with the kind of tension that could either forge diamonds or crush resolve. Jim surveyed his team, noting the mixed expressions of determination and doubt etched across their faces.
"All right, let's settle this," Jim declared, his voice cutting through the chatter like a knife through the cosmic void. "We've all had a chance to think it over. It's time to decide our course of action with the Heart of Tenebris."
Valeria, ever the warrior, leaned forward, her eyes sharp. "My vote is to hand it over. The Aetherium's offer is solid, and frankly, babysitting this artifact through more dark sectors doesn't appeal to me. I signed up for adventure, not eternal babysitting."
