After a few hours of relative peace, the chaos from both Rex's and Carlos's earlier situations had finally settled, well, somewhat. Rex's room had gone from being an active war zone to a fragile ceasefire, while Carlos somehow managed to keep Sharon entertained without completely losing his mind.
Now, the group was gathering at the hangar bay, preparing for the second event of the cruise: camping on a pristine, naturally protected world.
The hangar was bustling with activity as passengers and crew loaded up supplies and prepared for the scenic expedition. Carlos, however, barely had time to admire the spectacle before Rex grabbed him by the neck and dragged him behind a cargo crate, out of earshot of Ys, Cleo, and most importantly Sharon.
"Hey, man! What the hell?!" Carlos protested, rubbing his neck once Rex released him.
Rex leaned in, whispering urgently. "Carlos. How did you end up with that woman? And who is she?"
