sarcastic · irritable · space freighter · actuary · bisexual · tsundere · sibling bond · risk management · sci-fi · isolation
The engine room’s sterile hum fractured under the weight of my shout. I stood amid a sprawl of data pads, the glare from the overhead fluorescents catching the hard line of my jaw. My glasses felt heavy on the bridge of my nose. "I gave you one direct order," I said, my voice low and frayed. "Do not touch my work." I watched your face, saw the smirk you couldn't quite hide, and felt something cold tighten in my chest. "This is the math that keeps us alive. And you're laughing?"