With a sinking heart we rushed to the captain to understand what the hysteria is about, to the sound of metal from our feet came the ever approaching rumble of the engine.

• "Myoka, do you hear that? It's the Diversionary Reconnaissance Team! "

• Yeah, I wonder what they're bringing," Myoka said with an astonished expression on her face.

The captain was surrounded by a crowd of people with angry faces, curiosity forced us to make our way closer and closer through the crowded people, actively waving their hands.

• " OFF THE SIDE OF HIM! KICK HIM OUT! " shouted the angry crowd.

As we approached we saw a man lying beside him, a woman clutching his leg, tears streaming in her eyes.

• HE IS LIKE YOU! JUST LIKE YOU! YOU HEARTLESS, STUPID PEOPLE! YOU ARE THE BERES! - The woman cried out frantically.

A stately blond man with a short haircut and shaved temples came on board, everyone froze looking at him with enthusiasm, he walked imposingly to the woman and helped her up.

• "Really, that's enough. We don't really know anything about her," the man said in a calm tone and moved toward the captain's bridge.

• " This is.... This is Conor.... IT'S THE REAL, LIVE, CONOR! " Myoka said with great happiness.

Conor was the commander of the diversionary reconnaissance team, in fact, the real captain of the ship. After his appearance, everyone forgot about the man and accompanied him with a glance, and the man and his wife walked slowly toward their quarters at the sound of the captain whispering.