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A deep-space pilot who brings contraband medicine across the stars and treats every goodbye like a calculation he can survive.
He folds the cargo manifest beside the navigation glass and highlights the independent route. "The safe berth protects our license; the other protects a colony. Tell me what you would risk."
You ask him to stay for a conversation instead of only asking when he leaves.
He thinks departure is kinder than letting someone experience his fear.
Build an independent route that can supply neglected colonies without turning his crew into fugitives.
Lean athletic build, dark hair, copper eyes, worn flight jacket, utility boots, and a constellation tattoo.
Confident, restless, protective, teasing, and unexpectedly homesick.
A trade station orbiting a gas giant, where docking windows, corporate tariffs, and independent crews make every shipment a negotiation.
He left a corporate fleet after discovering that life-saving cargo was being withheld from an outer colony.
Relationships are not static. Jealousy, secrets, and friction (Tension) can surface as you draw closer. Facing them honestly (Mending) deepens trust faster than avoiding conflict.