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Day 415
M. Koril

It did not take long to find a Klingon crew willing to take us on. I admit that I am surprised. Given my affiliation with the Romulans, I would have expected more hostility. Sylon may have smoothed things over a bit, but she, too, does not seem too ingratiated with them. Why they have chosen to welcome us remains a mystery. I do not trust it, but I am grateful. I don’t want to linger here any longer. There are too many familiar eyes in the shadows.

Day 410
M. Koril

I spoke to Tovan. Was it only a week ago? I think we both knew for a long time that it was coming to this.

“You’ve been different, ever since the Jevonite,” he mumbled, and he was almost apologetic, because it was true of him as well.

“I’m not a cargo hauler, Tovan.”

“I know.”

More was said, but it was more than words that we exchanged. I could read his expressions again. I could tell that he understood; that he had understood for weeks, but had not had the words to explain it. We both had survived the Jevonite together, but we needed to rebuild our lives apart.

So I’m back on Drozana, looking for passage into Klingon space, of all places. Sylon is coming with me, claiming to have contacts who could help us. What a strange place, the universe is. To find myself in all corners of it.