It was suffocating. Despite the abundance of oxygen supplied in the ship, none of it can suffice the sharp twinge gnawing on your chest.

As the trip persisted, Elio's eyes remained on you, his gaze cold and calculating. However, he didn't press the discussion further, allowing the silence to persist. As the ship finally slowed and came to a stop, Elio spoke in a low voice.

"We have arrived."

Finally, their destination came into view. A large, imposing space station came into view, the massive structure orbiting a nearby planet. The space station appeared to be heavily fortified, with numerous cannons and docking bays visible in the distance. As they approached, the ship's autopilot kicked in, sending a signal requesting permission to dock.

"It's a bit of a fixer-upper," he remarked dryly, his voice barely disguising his distaste. "It used to belong to the IPC, but we took it from them... by force."

He pushed himself off the wall, his eyes shifting to a control panel on the side of the hallway, his hand pressing a button. As the button was pressed, the door leading out of the ship hissed open, the bright light of the large ship's interior now in view.

He walked alongside you, keeping a neutral expression as he spoke.

"This will be your place to stay."