Welcome to the Middle of Nowhere
Layla came out of hyperspace. Morgan knew they were somewhere just beyond the Mid-Rim, but more than 30k light years from the Hydian Way, and nowhere near a charted star system. He didn't need anyone to tell him that.
"If you don't want someone to accidentally land on you, this isn't a bad spot." He said with approval. Morgan squinted into the distance. He noted what looked like a smaller MC80, an Action VI, and something else nearby.
"I forgot how ugly Actions are." Morgan said, and then headed to the cargo deck.
"They really are." Sanis agreed.
Layla docked with the ugly Action VI, called the Whaladon. Morgan pulled for a familiar face to show, maybe Navaria or Daria. Maybe even Mom.