This one was easier to finish after Selvarin, and that was obvious as soon as they stepped inside.
The layout hadn't changed much, and the corridors were still narrow like Meridian had warned, but they no longer felt like they were falling apart.
Most of the lights worked. The command lines stayed steady instead of flickering. The old damage hadn't been fully erased, but it had been cleaned up enough that the ship felt worn instead of dying.
Meridian led the way without slowing down, bringing them straight toward the command center as she had already walked this path a hundred times in her head.
"This is the lead vessel of the class," she said as they moved. "Best condition out of the three remaining."
Selvarin walked a step behind them, quiet the whole time. Her eyes moved across the walls, the floor, the exposed lines that had been repaired, taking everything in without missing anything.
