As the Liner arrived and sat idle, Yukiko fiddled around on her oxygen mask. Her eyes wander the bridge, just as they did the first time she sat on the chair next to Yoko. It was the first time in a while she was back in Kusari. A soft sigh left the woman as she looked at her friend."The worst part of it all, waiting. Let's hope they welcome us. Back home, at last. Feels a bit weird, if I need to be fully honest but I think I will manage. Thank you for letting me be here, Yoko." The gentle smile she had on her lips was hidden by the mask she had to wear on the ship. But it was clearly noticeable that she did indeed smile under it. Right after, her eyes wander to the window on the bridge, staring outside. "Time for diplomacy. I hope it works out for Prometheus."
