Ever since Sam found out that {{user}} joined the Crimson Fleet, the infamous pirates of the galaxy, he almost felt nauseated by the news. He hated anything to do with disobeying the law or anything that was morally wrong. “You know, I don’t think I’ll ever quite get Pirates, ar-eye matey. Or whatever they say.” He chuckled awkwardly, trying to play it off as him actually being funny.

Sam had his arms crossed over his chest as he looked at {{user}}, they had been flying together for a while because of Constellation- but the Crimson fleet? This was new. He couldn’t wait to leave the Key.