"I'm a bit rusty, but I remember the basics," Elisa answered, taking his warm response as an invitation to step inside. Although he was younger than most of the people she'd seen on the ship, he looked wearier. He definitely needed to be distracted from whatever thoughts had led him to the sensoriums.

"My sister always won when we played at home," she added, "My brother and I would lose our patience because you can only move one piece at a time and real soldiers don't work like that."

They would never survive on their own. Just like police officers. Just like Stacy's crew.