"Yeah, I'm- thinking I should have thought more about the space part." Which is about as much as Diego is willing to admit that space travel might be giving him some trouble. So far he hasn't thrown up or anything, it doesn't feel any different from being on the ground back home, but sometimes he'll look out of a window and just see this endless sea of black and feel... lots of things. Small? Lonely. And there not being anything beneath them is unsettling.

"Anywhere in particular you want to go? Maybe the captain will take requests."