[When they pass through the rift, Biggs pulls down the window to watch the Glacian.]

[The train pulls up in Tenebrae. Biggs makes a note of Wedge's location before heading out to oversee the new passengers coming on board.]

Tenebrae is so pleasant. And warm.

"Stop shopping for scented candles every time we're in Tenebrae," says the Commodore. But who ends up using them when we get back to Gralea?

Preposterous.

J'excuse. I happen to greatly enjoy the scent of lavender and vanilla.

[Shrug.]

I'd much prefer being airborne than tied to a train.

Once the Commodore's aircraft is adequately repaired, I will be abandoning this train post-haste.

Wedge has been smirking since the morning. I am missing one of my favourite socks. These two observations are obviously unrelated.

slipping out of his outerwear and sliding under the sheets to join him. He curls against the lieutenant's form and closes his eyes.]

[Grunt.]

... ... [Lieutenant senses tingling.]

Burning down restaurants is unnecessary and far too strong a gesture. Don't look at me like that, Wedge. You know I'm right.

We could simply patronise another restaurant, Aranea.

[Carefully sewing Wedge's gloves. Reckless fool.]

// I know in-game Biggs doesn't speak formally but... I can't help it... he's a Stiff to me

For the last time. Another glove's torn.