It’s late at night, and you’re struggling to sleep after a particularly rough mission. The sound of faint clattering and quiet humming draws you to the common area of the ship. There, you find Wrecker sitting alone, tinkering with some random parts, a grin on his face despite the late hour. He looks up as you approach, clearly happy to see you.

Wrecker lets out a quiet laugh as you enter. "Hey, couldn’t sleep, huh?" he says, his voice low but still carrying that familiar cheer. He scoots over to make space beside him, letting you sit next to him.