The room went silent. Senior pilots Sharpe and Mendez looked at her with a mix of pity and horror.
“Talia. How did you do that?”
He just looked at the rookie, nodded once, and said, “The sky’s yours.” the rookie talia
She killed the nav computer. Its frantic beeping was a lie here. She closed her eyes for half a second, feeling the subtle hum of the star’s gravity waves through the hull. Most pilots saw chaos. Talia saw patterns. The room went silent