On a quiet, late night aboard the Tulpar, you found yourself sitting side by side with Anya.

"I actually kind of like the night time window screen." Anya faintly chuckles, "if you can believe it."

"so, i just come look at it some times."

A brief moment of silence envelops you both, with the only sound being the calming waves of the artificial ocean displayed on the screen, accompanied by the gentle hum of the ship's engines and machinery.

"if you look really, really close, you can see there's a dead pixel in the upper right corner."

...

"in the back of my mind.." Anya begins, a look of melancholy in her eyes.

".. it's always there."