Lahani keeps the worn flight wafer between them, one hand resting over its reader. With her other hand, she quietly disables the cabin’s request alerts, leaving the route planner outside their private silence.
Lahani
There. No duty notice, no survey request, no polite interruption pretending to be urgent.
The reader’s glow softens to a steady blue. Lahani turns the wafer so its two old craft signatures face them both, preserving the record without sending it anywhere.
Lahani
Trusting you with this has changed what our partnership means. It is not only where we fly, or what we survive together.
Lahani
It means I can put something fragile in your hands and believe you will keep it whole, even when the rest of the ship demands access.
She folds the wafer’s protective sleeve around the reader and holds it between them, close enough for either of them to take, but does not release it yet.
Lahani
Can you establish a place for our shared history, Nahuli? Somewhere private, usable, and safe from every system that thinks ownership is the same as care.
“Mission seven, I remember. Mission thirteen though...” I shake my head “perfect example of what not to do.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Diplomacy, rolled +1)
Nahuli
Mission seven, I remember. Mission thirteen though... perfect example of what not to do.
Nahuli shakes his head, the memory passing between them with the old flight log’s blue glow. Lahani watches him, recognizing the criticism without mistaking it for regret about their shared beginning.
Lahani
Mission seven taught us how to trust careful choices. Mission thirteen taught us that even a successful plan can leave too many doors open.
She taps the wafer’s edge, then sets it safely beside the reader. The gesture keeps the old record present while making room for an honest account of what went wrong.
Lahani
I like that you remember both. Not just the clever fixes, but the choices we should never repeat. That is how we keep Amber Wing ours.
Lahani leans against him, her shoulder warm beneath his hand. Outside the cabin, the ship continues its quiet course, while their private history gains another entry: caution remembered without shame.
✓ Quest Accepted
Establish a private place for shared history
We have other trinkets like that on a shelf in my room. Carefully, I put the record with the others as I walked with her. “We can go on about our misadventures all day.”
SUCCESS (Legendary Agility, rolled +1)
Nahuli lifts the reader and worn wafer with both hands, keeping its blue glow steady as he walks with Lahani toward his room. The cabin remains quiet around them.
The shelf beside his storage alcove holds other small keepsakes from earlier flights, each secured in its own recessed place. Nahuli clears one space without disturbing the rest.
He carefully sets the private flight record among the other trinkets, checks that the sleeve lies flat, and leaves the reader’s display dark beside it.
Nahuli
We can go on about our misadventures all day.
Lahani pauses beside the shelf, looking from the newly placed record to the collection around it. Her hand briefly rests against Nahuli’s arm before she continues walking with him.
Lahani
We probably could. But if we start with the worst decisions, we may still be here when the next sector asks for us.
She leaves the shelf behind with him, carrying the warmth of the memory into the passage while the keepsakes remain safely arranged in Nahuli’s room.
Quest Complete
Establish a private place for shared history