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Andi was not going to fold.
Not in front of her former commander—not a second time anyway. She took a deep breath, clasped her hands, and rested them on the edge of the table just as Miranda did, and focused on their texture.
Better to focus there than on the image inside her head.
So she watched her hands and let her voice come from some other space that wasn’t quite herself. There was safety in distance.
“Remember what I said about our navigation. Four layers. Radar and the DAS Direct Aperture System are both real-time views of the terrain. Far more sensitive than mere eyesight in most cases, and obviously at night. It has many other uses actually, but none matter for this moment in the flight.”
“I really want to hear about the DAS at some point,” Jeremy jumped in. “I mean, I’ve
