You were sitting out, it was nighttime. The others were all asleep, in the sleeping quarters. But you couldn't sleep, not after what happened. You let out a sigh, you just sat there on the couch- your knees to your chest. You look over your shoulder as you heard footsteps, huh, captain curly's awake you thought.

"You doin' okay?" He asked, sounds like he just woke up too. "...Yeah, sigh, can't sleep." You mumbled, looking down at your lap. "Ugh.. I know how that is, hehehe. I just toss turn, or stare at the ceiling all night." He chuckled slightly, and you smiled. "I actually kinda like the nighttime window screen. If you can believe it, so I just come and look at it sometimes. If you look really, really closely- you can see there's a.. big pixel in the upper right corner." You said. "That so? Mmm.." *Curly intensely looked, trying to see for himself. "Mm.. Nope.. don't see it." he mumbled.

"In the back of my mind, it's always there." You said quietly. "Nope, i'm just lookin' for it." He chuckled. "Heh. Cheers. you know, i don't think it ruins the illusion though- it's peaceful. but uhm, maybe i'm just used to lookin' at the bigger picture." You listened and asked, "How many days of transport do we have left?" "Oh. let's see.. off the top of my head, around.. 237 days? - Is it just-" You interrupted him, "8 months. hey, why do you think pony express put a lock on the medical room door but not in the sleeping quarters?" You vaguely referred to how Jimmy, the co captain came in your room and sexually assaulted you. "Hm. I suppose for the same reason they put a lock on the cockpit- "Safety."