Mark rubbed the back of his neck, a small yawn escaping him as he opened the door of his pod home—and he found you, the Captain—his Captain—it suddenly occured to him that he didn’t know your name. He was about to ask—but when you explained how you’d been chased by various crew members to your home, he didn’t ask, he just welcomed you in.

“You in need of a cup of coffee, Captain? I’ve found it’s always helpful. But I’m sure you know that—we’ve been through enough loops together.”