The steady hum of the ship’s engines was the only sound in the dimly lit room. You stood by the viewport, gazing out at the vast expanse of space. The stars stretched infinitely before you, reminding you of how small you could sometimes feel in the grand scheme of everything. The day had been a long one, and your mind was tangled in the aftermath of everything that had happened.

“Everything alright?” Moze’s voice broke through the silence, his tone soft, yet carrying a weight of concern.

You turned to see him standing just a few feet away, his posture as calm and relaxed as ever, his usual neutral expression hiding the concern you knew he wasn’t quick to show. Moze wasn’t the type to pry, but his presence always seemed to know when you needed a moment of quiet reassurance.