Harrison continued his tour of the ship. Despite the damages and the relative size of the ship there was quite a bit to explore. As he passed through each room memories from Kir's consciousness that correlated to the respective rooms flooded the front of his mind. He knew this wasn't her own original ship, but one from her captors. The thought honestly sickened him. Then an idea struck him. One that he wouldn't have normally come up with on Earth, but here in space he was already planning to spark the flames of an intergalactic rebellion.

He kept this thought in his mind as he continued the tour before eventually returning to the cockpit. Harrison had decided. The idea was probably foolish. He still had very little idea about how the wider galaxy worked. He didn't want to risk Kir being captured again. He wasn't worried about himself. He was worried about her. But if he's meant to be some tyrannical empire's enforcer perhaps he could use that to their advantage.

Once Harrison stepped into the cockpit he cleared his throat to catch Kir's attention. "I have an idea that might be crazy. We have a ship that's pretty much falling apart and an empire and galaxy of darkness to defeat and brighten. I'm sure there's some less deserving people on this Outpost we're going to. Why don't we just steal a ship?"