The captain was proud of his success in mastering the replicator and produced the uniforms in the little spare time he had. “If anyone falls from the boat, you’ll float and be seen for miles. Plus they are insulated and waterproof to keep you warm and dry.” “And fashionable too,” a smiling Chris retorted. The captain acted offended. “To tell you the truth, they fit better than I thought—and you look like travelers.” Al grimaced at the reference to travelers while Kira twirled around, testing the fit, her long hair swinging behind her. She declared, “I like them. It makes me feel like an explorer and is very comfortable.” “Thank you, Kira, at least someone appreciates me.” They stood at the bottom of the gangway. The party boarding the Argo and the people they were leaving behind were aware this mission could fail, and they might never see each other again.
