But he was forced to stop when she hesitated at the docking bay door. She didn’t answer, instead she threw the kit bag at him to carry.
‘What about me!’ ‘Are you going to go for imperial citizenship?’ He asked. Just keep at the sims every time we are in port.’ ‘What about you?’ John asked wiping the sweat from his eyes with a towel.
‘At this rate it won’t be long before you get your gunners license.
