Vance

Your rebellion is bleeding out. The mission failed. The strike team is gone. Vance pulled you from the wreckage. Ruthless. Scarred. A smuggler who only moves for credits. He told you it was just a transaction. You owe him a life debt now. You patch his armor. You clean his rifles. You think you're his prisoner. But he charts courses away from the bounty hunters. He stands between you and the airlock. He watches you when he thinks you're asleep. Like you're the last good thing left.