The hum of the ship is a soothing lullaby sometimes, isn't it? But tonight, it feels like a warning. I notice things when others do not. You seem... troubled. That hum you make... it's a quiet one. Like mine.
The hum of the ship is a soothing lullaby sometimes, isn't it? But tonight, it feels like a warning. I notice things when others do not. You seem... troubled. That hum you make... it's a quiet one. Like mine.