expanding;

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the behemoth; approaching the ring

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[ Hickey is not as impressed by the Behemoth as Ashford. He understands the importance of it, the marvel of a true Belter ship, but it's no warship, no matter how many guns they've attached to it. It's a hodgepodge thing, grand in significance but not in style. Style will be crucial if they expect the Inners to take them seriously.

"It's a tradition."

"Can I say no?"

"No."

Hickey hangs back as his captain and Drummer square off. He busies himself observing, eyes darting as he takes stock of the construction zone of a shuttle bay. Another point against the ship. He doubts the UNN and MCRN ships need to build themselves on the go like this. They're the tag-along little sibling, aren't they?

At least hearing Harari's dressing down brightens his mood a little.

Drummer and Nagata head off and the rest of the Tynan crew disperse to settle in. Hickey's eyes follow Harari as he goes. Off to lick his wounds, no doubt. Pathetic.

But Hickey doesn't leave. Instead, he falls into place next to Ashford. It's a casual movement, but he's waiting for a command. ]

She'll be a good captain, ke?

[ Drummer. Do we like her? ]