Nay. As long as you don't decide to do crazy loop-de-loops with our spaceship, or something.
[ Because his space travelling expertise isn't quite the same as Shiro's, he figures. He's been on Leith for more or less his entire life, with the few years in his life at the Qresh academy, and then a few all over the place during what he likes to think could have been his "glory days".
Only, what they were supposed to be left him with brain trauma that took a few years to move past, and a friend-turned-terrorist-now-corpse ( according to the Company ). So he might be slightly less keen to travel in space. The Company probably knows this, and his finger impatiently shakes on the arm rest once he's strapped in. But he's here to prove the Company ( and himself ) wrong today. It's such a small thing, compared to everything else that's been going on in the Quad recently, but it's a part of the job — completely separate from the rest of the politics.
A lot can happen in the span of their training, after all. A few minutes in, and maybe something huge happens in the Quad and all their problems are eliminated for good ( what their problems are compared to the other problems, is another can of worms ).
Though again — there's no reason to be anxious about the state of the rest of the world when he's about to go back into space, for a training session. What started as a quiet awe at all the new tech on the ship turns into wary anxiety, as his mind carefully picks apart everything that can possibly go wrong. It's not a particularly nice thought.
But it'll be fine, probably. He curls his hand into a fist, then relaxes again. Inhales, exhales. ] Ready when you are, Captain. [ If Shiro looks over, there's a wary smile on his lips, before he nods over to the controls. ]
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[ Because his space travelling expertise isn't quite the same as Shiro's, he figures. He's been on Leith for more or less his entire life, with the few years in his life at the Qresh academy, and then a few all over the place during what he likes to think could have been his "glory days".
Only, what they were supposed to be left him with brain trauma that took a few years to move past, and a friend-turned-terrorist-now-corpse ( according to the Company ). So he might be slightly less keen to travel in space. The Company probably knows this, and his finger impatiently shakes on the arm rest once he's strapped in. But he's here to prove the Company ( and himself ) wrong today. It's such a small thing, compared to everything else that's been going on in the Quad recently, but it's a part of the job — completely separate from the rest of the politics.
A lot can happen in the span of their training, after all. A few minutes in, and maybe something huge happens in the Quad and all their problems are eliminated for good ( what their problems are compared to the other problems, is another can of worms ).
Though again — there's no reason to be anxious about the state of the rest of the world when he's about to go back into space, for a training session. What started as a quiet awe at all the new tech on the ship turns into wary anxiety, as his mind carefully picks apart everything that can possibly go wrong. It's not a particularly nice thought.
But it'll be fine, probably. He curls his hand into a fist, then relaxes again. Inhales, exhales. ] Ready when you are, Captain. [ If Shiro looks over, there's a wary smile on his lips, before he nods over to the controls. ]