Amanda: Good morning Miller, I see you found your way to the Kitchen. Did you have a good sleep? Oh by the way this is the two crew members I mentioned, Roy, and over there is Eileen. Everyone, this is Retriever Miller Bryant. He is our commanding officer for this mission, so be gentle with him. We’ve been getting to know Ram here.
Miller: How can you tell it’s morning?
Roy: Retriever eh?
Miller: According to my commander yeah. My sleep was okay, my organs feel like they’ve been through ten games of Z-ball though.
Roy: Forcing people back to that shit hole Earth huh?
Miller: Is there a problem?
Roy: Problem? Have you ever been to Earth? Us people in space are the lucky ones while the rest rot in squalor. You must be one of those Martians. You’ll never know what it’s like to scrape by on food rations all the while clinging onto hope that you might be jetted off to some far flung colony. If some people find a way off world, they send people like you to drag them back. Anyways, I have work to do. Excuse me, i’ll be down in engineering if you need anything.
Amanda: Sorry about that Miller, Roy, well Roy applied to have his wife and son be brought into space, but the Australian government declined his request for the second year running. meaning he has to go through all the application process again.
Miller: I understand, it must be tough, but I have a job to do. Is Roy going to be a problem?
Amanda: Don’t worry about Roy, he will keep to the mission. Best just stay out of his way.
Miller: It’s not Roy I am worried about.