"[I departed from Nitis on my own]," Deni explained, holding a full glass over his crossed legs. "[Anyone assigned to the mission was already out, looking for you, so I begged the tribe to give me a decommissioned ship to fly on my own]."
Deni took a short sip from his drink, resuming speaking as soon as he lowered it. "[I'm not a pilot, but the ship was still synced to all the teams, so I could let it fly on its own]."
The revelation inevitably surprised Khan. He was a proper pilot, so he knew the dangers of venturing into space without the skills to deal with the many problems that could occur.
Autopilots were great and could handle almost everything, but personal input remained necessary in such a deadly environment, especially when the voyage was bound to last months.
It took guts and a large amount of resolve or desperation to face those risks, but Khan didn't feel ready to commend Deni yet. After all, ignorance was bliss, and that might have affected Deni's decision.
