All our strength

When Quinn and the others finally arrived back on the Cursed ship, all of them shared a sense of returning to somewhere they belonged. It was a bit strange to call a ship that constantly moved through space and could therefore be anywhere at any time 'home', but they all felt this way.

They knew that here none of them would be judged for what they had done in the past, they didn't have to watch what they had to say, and could mostly do as they wished. Everyone knew that with the situation with the Dalki there was a lot to be done, but it didn't hurt to take a breather or two for a second.

The people around the base greeted Quinn as usual, respectful, with many congratulating him on saving the Graylash family and acquiring the Demon tier crystal. The atmosphere was still light, so it seemed that Sam had yet to inform what most of the Cursed group were. He was sure that once the truth was out, the treatment wouldn't be exactly the same.