Iowa had a rough night's sleep, constant interruptions in his dreams. Every time it was the voice of the man in the simulation. [I]"You have failed your friends agent Iowa"[/I], [I]"You cannot save them all, not now not ever."[/I] every time he went back to sleep he appeared again repeating the same thing. He got up finally, it was early morning on board, and only the skeleton crew were awake. He went on his normal jog around the ship, before breakfast, and went to the canteen early. No one was there. He grabbed a banana and made his way to the locker room. He was told that after his decontamination his armour would be delivered to his locker.

As he arrived he noticed Wash sitting down, he looked almost as tired as Iowa. [b]"Hey"[/b] Iowa said as he moved to his locker and taking out his set. [b]"You good Wash?"[/b] he put his kit on and grabbed his helmet. [b]"You're thinking about something aren't you? I know that look. C'mon tell me what's up"[/b] he sat down next to him