Cleo tilted her head slightly, with her expression softening. "She's loyal to you, even if her methods are... unconventional. If she's pursuing something, it's likely for your benefit."
Rex snorted, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Yeah, yeah. I know. It's just exhausting trying to keep up with her sometimes."
Cleo didn't respond, instead returning to her work as Rex stared at the glowing map of the sector still floating in the center of the bridge. Despite the banter and lightheartedness of the moment, a faint sense of unease lingered in the air.
While Rex and Cleo focused on uncovering the secrets behind the unknown energy signal, Carlos found himself in command of the convoy protection fleet. His post wasn't glamorous, but it was critical, especially given the increasing pirate activity in the sector.