Yes, It is Quiet
The Liberator sailed on. Zen monitored the silence, outside and in.
Outside, in deepest space, stars burned coldly and without sound; nebula flickered on the edge of sensors, and were gone.
Inside, all was quiet, serene, peaceful. No fighting on Zen's flight deck, no bad jokes from Vila, no Auronar platitides from Cally or sneers from Kerr Avon. No yelling, complaining or demanding. Not even the drumming of manicured nails by Jenna. Nothing at all.
Zen monitored the silence. And noted in its databanks that the laryngitis bacteria were a most useful Earth organism to keep in stock for emergencies...
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