Onboard an inconspicuous freighter

[Corsair]

Fauk rolled his eyes, standing straight and fixing his uniform. "The Bunters swarmed me is all. I could have taken one or two of 'em." He looked out the viewscreen to check their surroundings.

"Detroit debris field, right? Hmm. Well, for now-" he paused, and looked at Rommie. His expression was serious.

"I just want you to realize that now you're committed. There's no doubt the Navy is sniffing my trail already, following us back here. And when they find, they'll take us both prisoner. You might get off with some[b] light interrogation, but I'll have to take my cyanide like a loyal officer. So," he said, his speech over, "Will you join me, or throw me to the wolves?"

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