INTERCOMM Ship Connection Active: Crew Deck 001 outgoing. Command Deck B incoming. Transcript Begin.
001: Cy-cy? Psst. You Awake?
CDB: C–Corra? What time is it?
001: I don’t know. Late.
CDB: Then why are you calling me?
001: Because I thought coming into your quarters while you were asleep would be rude.
CDB: …A fair point. What’s the matter?
001: Are we really going to the Baltimore?
CDB: Seems that way.
001: Kinda sudden, don’t ya think?
CDB: When does my brother not make rash decisions?
001: Do ya think it has something to do with how he and Leta–
CDB: Ah–no. Don’t. Stop. I don’t wanna–
001: Oh Cy-cy, don’t be such a prude.
CDB: I don’t wanna know, Corra.
001: They didn’t even–
001: Oh fine. Is this stupid though?
CDB: Let and my brother?
001: No. Well…yes…but I mean the mission? Is it a bad idea? I mean, it’s gotta be super dangerous if the cap’n will evacuate the whole crew, right?
001: Out with it. How bad’s it look?
CDB: Pretty bad.
001: But you’re supporting it?!
CDB: I–I can’t not.
001: Are we gonna come back from this?
CDB: Fuck, I hope so…
001: I thought you’re supposed to be the voice of reason. Shoot down Fiear’s crazy when it crops up. If this is really that bad–
CDB: It’s–I can’t explain it. It’s…personal I guess. There’s something different this time. He’s not just being crazy. It means something.
001: You mean she means something.
CDB: I think that might be part of it, yeah…
001: Kinda sucks though, doesn’t it?
CDB: What does?
001: If he doesn’t save Ren, he fails her. But if he does save him…
001: I dunno, self-cockblock?
CDB: Dov’ha ti’arta, Corra, could you not?
001: [laughter] Sorry. True though.
CDB: I’m going back to bed.
001: Oh alright. Good night Cy-Cy.
CDB: Goodnight, Corra.
001: Oh and Cy?
001: …Be careful.
CDB: …Yeah. You too.