Partig watches the last of them, Vasyl, leave the bridge. The door slides shut, but Partig sits in his pilot’s chair, unmoving, until he is sure that none of them will return. He moves to the Navigation console and calls up a hidden, encrypted file with the simple name of “Home”. Opening it, he keys in the Lilith’s current location and makes adjustments to a series of jump calculations combined with minimum refueling and turn around times. Five weeks. Five weeks from Equus. Partig closes the file and stares out at the stars.