Page 328 of Commander’s Mate
“Ugly.”
“Get out.”
He sat.
Of course.
I showed him the department limits.
He read.
“You prohibited command from accessing destination data without operational reason.”
“Yes.”
“I am command.”
“I noticed.”
“What if I require it?”
“Document why.”
“What if I dislike documenting why?”
“Then suffer.”
He smiled.
I loved that smile too much.
Dangerous.
“Harper.”
“What?”
“If Earth is found.”
I looked down.
Not this again.
He saw it.
“No. Not the old question.”
I waited.
“What work do you want there?”
That surprised me.
“What?”
“If Earth is found and you return, what happens to this?”
He gestured at the office.
