The second reserve crew offered its time before Juno asked for it.
Its messenger reached the room with dust across one sleeve and an equipment list folded around a piece of hard bread. He put the list on the table, kept the bread, and waited while the independent commander checked the arrival point.
“We can take the missed interval,” he said.
Juno traced the road from his crew’s current position to the first anchor. “With the regulator?”
“With everything on that list.”
“And a checked local setup?”
He hesitated. “We can travel faster than the freight estimate.”
“Your people might. Does the equipment?”
