The ride back to the Fort was quiet.
Charon and Emerius sat in the back of an APC with a dozen other officers, all of them looking like they had been through the underworld and back.
Ironically, in a certain way of viewing things, they had been doing just that.
Things were tense between him and his friend, the two having not addressed the argument since it occurred.
'It's better that way. I don't know if we will ever see eye to eye on that subject. It doesn't matter, anyway. Once we get back to the academy, he will go off to please his family, and I will be fighting for the Empire.'
It was that very thought process that kept him from breaking the ice, even when they rolled up into the hanger bay.
Without a word, the two stood and walked down the ramp, covering their eyes as the bright interior lighting oppressed their retinas, dark spots appearing in their vision.
