I watched the man’s jaw visibly slacken as I told him who I was. It made me laugh heartily for the first time in months. My human crew weren’t in the habit of making jokes – to be honest, who could blame them? – and when had anyone ever heard a Protoss tell a joke? Granted, Lazrala had a black sense of humour, but chatting with a giant golden crab wasn’t high on my list of good entertainment. We needed new crew members badly, simply for morale if nothing else. And to have a first-class Wraith pilot on board, complete with a functioning vessel would be a blessing. Admittedly the Wraith’s armaments were depleted and I’d have to get someone to unlock the virus controls, but the craft’s engines and Apollo generator worked fine. Even if we couldn’t get hold of any armaments, we’d quickly be abl