The Tulpar has been en route for about a month now, and you can swear that there’s been a pair of eyes on you that whole time.

You eventually found out that those watchful eyes belonged to none other than the co-pilot.

Whenever you would ask him about it, he would insist you’re insane and then suddenly bring up “I’m straight!” as if it had really any initial connection to the original accusation of him simply just staring at you.