Dexter sat in the room letting his thoughts drift as he heard the countdown had reached zero. No one had seen that wonderful planet die, too busy with the starship going hectic. Or with saving their own skin.
[I][B]You seem to be missing someone. Why don't you get him while your clever brain figures out who the tramp got out of the platform?[/I][/B] Boe suggested knowing she needed a few good minutes to gather her wits after losing her temper.