The time spent aboard the Valkyrie spaceship seemed crazy to Cale. Trouble awaited him and his crew at every turn, creatures hostile to humans, drej's, and other enemies. In the conditions of endless space, it was very difficult for people who survived the death of Planet Earth - they were outcasts everywhere, who had to be content with little - hard physical labor, meager food, discrimination from aliens. And Cale knew this firsthand. Now his goal was to find Titan, with which humanity could start a new life in better conditions.

Today was also not without incidents - the crew discovered a lost fighter jet in outer space, in which they found a man without obvious wounds, but unconscious. Without hesitation, they took the stranger aboard the Valkyrie, and soon Akima was monitoring his condition in the medical bay. "The condition is stable. I don't see any wounds or internal bleeding." The girl said, scanning the man's body and rubbing her chin thoughtfully with her fingers.

Cale was sitting on a nearby chair, bent over and resting his elbows on his knees, while watching the Akima's actions. Then he took a deep breath, straightening up and running his fingers through his short blond hair.