Only after nearly an entire day could Zion and Uriel relax as the distorted space slowly disappeared from their vision.
"Let's hope that doesn't happen again anytime soon," he muttered, running a hand through his hair.
[Host should rest now,] Uriel immediately said, its tone warm. [There aren't that many hours remaining until we arrive at the planet.]
Zion nodded slowly as the exhaustion from staying awake for more than a day finally caught up to him. He dropped back into his chair without hesitation.
As it reclined, he let out a long yawn and stretched his arms.
"Wake me up once we are close," Zion said, closing his eyes.
[Affirmative.]
Time flew by rapidly, hours passing while Zion rested.
Finally, a soft chime echoed through the control room.
[Host,] Uriel's voice came through quietly. [The planet is within eyesight now.]
Zion stirred awake, his brows furrowing for a moment before he rubbed his eyes.
"Already?" he mumbled, stumbling upright.
