How long had he been drifting here...he felt as if it had been an eternity, lost here amongst the stars? He groggily shook himself from his induced hypersleep and questioned the onboard computer.
"Computer! Run diagnostic of ship systems. Find out where we are..."
"Running systems diagnostic…. Ship systems at optimal performance. Calculating current location...current location: Milky Way galaxy. Solar system: sol."
"Sol...Computer, how long until we reach destination!?"
"E.T.A. to destination: 72 solar hours."
"Finally..."
He turns to the side of the cockpit, sees their weapons strapped into and beneath the passenger seat...weapons they'd have if not for…
"NO!" he said to himself. "Can't go down that road. Not yet. Not until it's over."
He looks out the windshield and sees it. The blue sphere. The "great prize" of Homeworld. The last place SHE was seen...
"Rose Quartz. I'm coming for you..."