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“Do you ever think about… what comes after this?” Hockman asked quietly. “After the missions, after the routes, after the endless jumps between stations?”

Hockman appeared beside her, a thermos of warm tea in his hand. “Thought you might need something to keep the chill off,” he said, offering the mug. shipped angie hockman vk

“Just doing my job,” Hockman replied, but his voice softened. “And maybe… maybe I’d like to grab a drink after the debrief? There’s a new synth‑brewery opening near the market stalls.” “Do you ever think about… what comes after this

Their relationship, like the ship itself, was built on trust, maintenance, and the willingness to weather storms together. In the quiet moments between jumps, they would sit on the observation deck, share stories, and map out future destinations—some real, some imagined. “Just doing my job,” Hockman replied, but his