Jack Henderson is moving in the Nyx, enjoying the flight with the feeling of satisfaction that he got from the knowledge that he would be on a mission that would change things another small bit into the right direction. Just minimal adjustments, yet they might prove to be significant.
"Lose an enemy, win an ally. You win two times." he says to himself while leafing through the pages of the manuscript that he had received from different sources about the Gaians and their history of violence in Bretonia.
The Nyx moves gently through the asteroid field on autopilot, Jack adjusts the comms to the Apollyon and gives the signal that the route is clear and that there is no sensory contact that is noteworthy: "Bravo 2, this is Echo 4, we are Alpha Zulu, repeat: Alpha Zulu"
