"What happened?"
"We hit something."
"The Senyans—"
"They must all be done for. The hull is split open. Head-on ram, I think, just as we came out of overdrive. They wouldn't have had time to get space armor."
"Then are we—"
"Hush. Don't talk. Just wait and see."
They clung together, silent. The hull turned without sound, and the stars shone in through the long slits, into the empty vacuum of the hold.
"Lloyd, I can't breathe."
"Yes you can. We still have as much air as ever. It just isn't circulating now."
"I don't know if I can stand this, Lloyd. It's such an awful way."