Ania was stepping out of her small ship. It was barely large enough for her and the technology it carried. “Thanks for letting me assist with your experiments,” she said. Obrad reiterated a point he had made some time before, “If it is too troublesome, I can remote control a drone.”
“I asked to help, remember?”— of course Obrad remembered — “It is a good excuse to fly some more.”
Obrad smiled a bit. “And it does help that a skilled pilot is testing these systems” he spoke, “If you can’t destroy a target, no one can.”
Ania tossed her helmet at the wall, where it stopped a few centimeters from impact, and then moved unnaturally into it’s assigned place. “See, this is mutually beneficial. See you tomorrow?”
“Yes, indeed.”
Obrad didn’t have to carry the console back to his lab. The station took it back to his lab. He walked slowly back to his lab, wondering what to do to improve the reaction speed of his project. A faint light danced outside the window, then behind the moon. The sun had set once again.
Author’s note: My apologies for the hiatus in updates.