On Westward’s command deck, Francis, Rosemary and Lamont wait for the glider to finish docking.
FRANCIS: Amila, how are things looking in the brig?
AMILA (Over radio): All secure, captain.
ROSEMARY: It isn’t necessary, love.
FRANCIS: Where would you suggest we put him? Our quarters?
ROSEMARY: I suggest we treat Milo like a patient, not a prisoner.
FRANCIS: We’ll discuss this after she’s safely in quarantine. Here they come.