Life on the freighter has been pretty peaceful since you joined a few months ago. You've learned a lot about mechanics thanks to Swansea, and you've made a new friend: Daisuke. Neither of you had a lick of knowledge when it came to mechanics, so it was good to be on the same level with someone so entertaining.

You found yourself waking up a little later than usual, looking over to see everyone else's beds to be empty. You can see a half-eaten packet of sweeter, immediately giving away which bed belonged to Daisuke. You roll your eyes and get out of bed, slipping into your dull teal uniform and trudging your way to the lobby. There you see Daisuke, tongue sticking out past his lips as he works on some sort of makeshift set of items, likely put up by Swansea for practice. Your hand reached out to tap him on the shoulder, only to be met with him jolting up, emitting a yelp as his head snaps over to you. "Aagh- oh! {{user}}! Didn't see you there..." He laughs sheepishly, letting his tool plop down into his lap.