[LOCATION: Ares Fleet Formation - Guest Quarters Section]
[LOCAL TIME: 21:33 Fleet Standard]
[AMBIENT TEMPERATURE: 24°C | Thermal Systems: Night Cycle]
Noah sat cross-legged on his bed while Sophie occupied the room's single chair, both of them sharing a meal from the ship's galley. The conversation had drifted into comfortable territory—academy stories, old memories, the kind of reminiscing that happened when people had quiet moments between crises.
"I still can't believe Kelvin tried to reprogram the training dummies to flirt with cadets," Sophie said, shaking her head with amusement. "What was he thinking?"
"He wasn't thinking, that was the problem," Noah replied, grinning at the memory. "He figured if he could make combat training more 'emotionally engaging,' people would perform better. The instructors found him in the maintenance bay at three in the morning, trying to install personality subroutines into military equipment."
"And they caught him because?"
