After settling the matter of the refits and the coming hunt, Aurelian finally had a brief stretch of time where no one was asking him a direct question.
That did not mean he was free.
It only meant the work had shifted into a quieter shape.
He returned to his private room, closed the door behind him, and pulled up the Destiny System again.
The clue list had refreshed some time ago, but until now, he had only skimmed the combat-related entries and the route fragment tied to the Mournveil Nebula.
There had been too many immediate things in motion for him to sit down properly with the rest.
Now, with Lysara and Rhoswen adjusting to their new drives and Astercourt holding the administrative side together better than anyone else presently could, he had enough room to think.
He read through the shipgirl clues carefully.
Most were ordinary by the standards of the System. Useful, perhaps, but not urgent. A damaged escort hull in deep storage.
