Jupiter Guild pilot Dalilama stood at the door to the vaults, Roadrunner at his side.
Alandra tapped the pass code into the door's console, and it slid by.
"Nice place, you got here" remarked Dali as they walked down the hallway to Carlos' cell.
He was sitting on the bed, muttering incoherently, eyes fixed on the floor.
"And he's been like this since he got back from Sigma-17?" Dali asked.
Alandra nodded.
"Barbaric, if you ask me..." muttered Roadrunner. "You got any ideas Dali?"
Dali frowned for a moment, and then nodded. "He needs a shock to snap him out of it.
Dali leaned towards the bars, and spoke.
"Senor Carlos...I know now might not be the best time, but I'd like to ask for your permission to marry your daugter."
Alandra gasped. Roadrunner smiled.
"So you're my sisters fianc?e!" laughed Alandra. Dali nodded.
Meanwhile, Carlos gaze had shifted, and he was now staring blankly at the Jupiter Guild pilots.
"He seem any better to you?" said Roadrunner.
"Give him time" replied Dali, and motioned for Alandra to leave.
She left them at the vaults, and returned to her fathers office, sinking into his chair in despair. For what seemed like hours, she sat there hoping for a miracle, when a window opened on her father's comm pad. Dali's face appeared in it.
"He's back." laughed Dali. "A bit confused, and with a hell of a headache, but it looks like that shock snapped him out of it."
Alandra couldn't believe her ears.
"So, what now?" she finally asked, after the news had sunk in.
It seemed the Jupiter Guild captain had had it all planned out.
"I have tickets for you and your dad for a quiet holiday on Gran Canaria. I think he could do with it. The ship leaves tomorrow, and until then he should probably rest. We're bringing him up to his chambers, then we'll be on our way."
Alandra still couldn't believe her dad was back to normal.
"I can't thank you enough senor" she laughed.
"Carlos is an old friend. We're glad to help."
The window shut, and Alandra sat back in the chair, marvelling at the change in events.