Ok.jatt — [extra Quality]

The hospital ship, its path clear, jumped to safety.

“I know,” said ok.jatt, slurping his noodles. “But they’re slow. I’m just fast enough.”

And for the first time, he smiled. It was a small, okay smile. But for the people on that hospital ship, it was everything.

Leela looked from the screen to his face. She saw no madness, no god complex. Just a bone-deep weariness and a stubborn, unshakeable okay-ness with the consequences.