(Somewhere in deep space, aboard the Private craft headed for Rodova, Leo's POV)
A few minutes after the craft had left the gravitational field of Twin Fang Planet, and was sufficiently deep into space, Leo finally left his seat and walked towards the captain's cabin with calm steps.
He combed his hair back with his fingers, his expression relaxed, as he approached the door and pretended to enter in a nonchalant way, his posture loose, his gait measured, as he did everything in his power to not spook the man behind the controls.
The captain glanced back briefly as Leo stepped in, offering a casual nod before returning to the console.
Leo returned the nod politely and walked over, stopping just behind the pilot's chair.
"How long until we reach Rodova?" he asked casually, as though he were simply bored and making conversation to pass the time.
