On board the Orbiter "Lucky Jack."

"Welcome back Operator Mish," Ordis says gleefully. "I trust that your visit to the dojo was successful."

"As successful as any trip involving the clan leader, Ordis," Mish says from the far end of the orbiter with slight sarcasm in his voice.

Mish walks towards the front of the orbiter. As he walks Mesa puts her chin on the top of his head and walks with him causing him to walk even slower as to not make her fall. She makes his job even harder by putting his arms around his neck and forcing all her weight onto him.

"You look...burdened operator," Ordis says.

"Your sensors don't deceive you Ordis," Mish says slightly annoyed. He turns towards the arsenal. Mesa unlatches herself from him and goes into it. Her body disappears into the arsenal and joins the other frames leaving Mish alone in the orbiter.

"Much better," Mish says with relief.

"Operator?"

"Yes, Ordis."

"He's in your personal qua-" Ordis is interrupted.

"Nope."

"Operator?"

"Nope. Not dealing with this till I've had a shower. I smell like a dead grineer left in the sun for too long." Mish says taking a sniff of his underarms

"I see I'll ready the shower then," Ordis says gleefully.

"Thank you," Mish says slightly tired.

Mish walks down the orbiter to a custom living segment given to him by Def. Inside is a small room that contains a bed and a smaller adjacent room that contains a bathroom. Inside the bathroom are a bath and a decent toilet and sink. Mish never used the bath part of the shower maintaining that baths are for "Corpus and for washing Frames."

Mish steps into the shower. The water is warm, but not too warm, just perfect temperature. The water washes over his naked body. His scars and imperfections show perfectly on his bronzed body. A scar on his right breast, one on his belly right down the middle, another on his back straight across. Each scar becoming more and more visible as he washes his body. His once curly hair straightens out and hangs down. Where it once stopped by his eyes it now goes farther covering his mouth and just barely touching his chin.

"Alright. Your time in the shower has been completed." Ordis interrupts cheerfully.

The temperature in the shower suddenly drops to a freezing point causing Mish to jump out like a surprised Kavat.

"Thank you Ordis." Mish sarcastically says. "I was just starting to enjoy myself."

Mish makes a face then calms down. He lets out a heavy breath as he picks up a towel and dries himself off. He slips on an outfit reminiscent of those worn by the people of Fortuna with slight alterations so that it fits a body such as his.

"Operator, you have not dried your hair yet."

"Its too much of a pain to do that. I'll just let it air dry." He says, a smile starting to appear on his face.

"But Operator...the dripping."

"The what Ordis?" Mish questions his smile at its fullest.

"Nothing Operator," Ordis says defeated.

Mish lets out a quick laugh. He leaves the living segment and heads to the personnel quarters segment. When the door opens Mish is greeted by a massive window leading to the great abyss known as space. He walks into the room and kneels down onto a pillow in front of the window. He doesn't notice Umbra right next to him in the same position.

"By the void!" Mish lets out as he grasps his heart. "You scared the ever living void outta me!"

Umbra shrugs his shoulders and looks to space again. Mish regains his breath and does the same. The only sounds being the slight dripping of Mish's hair and his soft breathing. Mish looks to Umbra.

"Do you mind-" He stops himself. He takes a deep breath. "Do you mind helping me with my hair?." He asks shyly.

Umbra nods. Mish's face looks relieved as he turns his back towards Umbra.

"I just need it in a ponytail. Just grab all of it and bring it back." Mish directs.

Umbra does as he says and brings back all the dripping hair back keeping it held in one hand. With the other hand, he places it out, palms up to the side of Mish's face. Mish reaches into the pocket of his pants and searches for something. He searches his other pocket, but with no avail.

"I seem to have forgotten a hair tie. I'll go grab one."

Umbra does not let go of his hair keeping Mish in place. All Mish can hear is the tear of the fabric. He can feel something wrap around his hair and tied into place. Umbra turns back towards space as his job is done. Mish does the same but tilts his head so he can see the hair tie. The tie is made of some of the same fabric that Umbra wears like a scarf. He looks to Umbra to find his scarf ripped at the lower end.

"You didn't have to do that," Mish says bashfully.

Umbra shakes his head.

Mish frowns. "Now I have to give something to you."

Umbra tilts his head.

Mish gets up from his spot and leaves the room only to return almost as quickly as he left. In his hand, he holds a pad and pencil. He sits back down next to Umbra.

"I know its a bit archaic, but it can help you communicate with me. Try it out."

Umbra nods and starts to write on the pad with the pencil. He lifts the pad for Mish to see. The words and letters are in old orokin and Mish can't read it.

"I see," Mish says feigning understanding. "I can't read Orokin."

Umbra places a hand to his helmet and shakes his head.

"It's fine we'll find something that will help you communicate," Mish says optimistically. "We just have too-"

"A new alert has shown up Operator." Ordis interrupts "A Steel Meridian Sos signal has been detected on Saturn."

"Well, I suppose the peace could only last for so long, huh?" Mish says with slight disappointment. He turns to Umbra. "You want to go see how the galaxy has changed?" He says his hand outstretched in a handshake.

Umbra nods and grabs hold of his hand.

"Good. Let's go see the galaxy. Partner."