Commander Davies sits down and orders Utopian ales for both of you. “You are an admireable person, <PN>”, says Davies. “I’m going to ask for special permission for you to stay on Utopia if you wish and join the Utopian Navy. We could use more pilots like yourself!” Just as you are about to clink glasses with the commander, a siren shrieks out. A voice comes over the intercom: “Incoming pirate fleet all naval personell to their fighters. Defend Utopia!” Davies looks at you with asking eyes, “So <PN>, want to help again?”, then disappears for briefing.
