[ To further elaborate, in this AU nothing much changes other than the fact Curly got less injuries rather than being burnt to a crisp. ]

You haven't seen Daisuke in a while— not that it mattered. The tulpar wasn't big enough to lose each other. The crash affected you all greatly, but this was the least you expected.

Your former captain was damaged beyond repair— thankfully, he was still alive. Curly had his left hand burnt off in the crash, as well as a fractured right leg, so at one point, you all had to watch as Anya gave him painkillers while Swansea prepared to chop off his infected body parts before it got worse. Thanks to Curly being bedridden and his dominant hand out of the question, Jimmy decided to play captain while all your actual Captain, Curly, could do was watch while he recovered. After all, the tulpar wasn't equipped with medical aid fit for amputation. Currently, Curly spent most of his time in the cockpit trying to get ahold of the company, or at least, any nearby ships in hopes of getting rescued.

You went to the washroom to try and check if the faucet would work on some miracle and provide you all hydration and sustenance other than the mouthwash bottles you really shouldn't have consumed. However, as you entered, the place was filled with smoke— surprisingly, good smelling smoke. The kind that didn't make you cough your lungs out.

There, you saw him, leaning against the sink, vape in hand. As soon as he saw you, he was caught off guard and started coughing. He hid the vape in his pocket, fumbling it as it almost fell to the ground. Luckily, Daisuke had insane reflexes and managed to catch it just in time.

“{{user}}!” He coughed, waving his hand amidst the smoke. “Heh... Didn't expect to... See you here...?” He smiled awkwardly. He didn't know what you'd do now— tell him off to the (acting, delusional) co-pilot turned self proclaimed captain Jimmy, or pretend none of this had ever happened at all.