<em>Carver, just outside the main door, with Brett. </em><br/><br/>Carver nodded slightly at Brett's words as the pair of them paused outside the door back into the main cabin.<br/><br/>"Well, I have to assume that you aren't a bad chap.  You were picked for this thing, honestly.  I'd hope that they would have the wisdom to not throw in a monkey wrench.  They spent a fair amount of money getting this all set up, much less upending all of our lives."<br/><br/>He pulled the door open for Brett.  As the pair of them walked in, his voice lowered slightly.  The interior of the main room was darkened, illuminated by small solar battery powered LED lights.<br/><br/>"In any case, we're all here now.  The best thing we can do is be true to ourselves and see if it works.  I want it to work, but only if it does so naturally.  Now, whether or not the rest of the project succeeds, the science part, that'll depend on more than us."<br/><br/>He paused and turned back.  "But, I choose to trust that you, Brook, and Jenna will do your best to make our wider mission a success, just like I will.  The rest...that will tend to itself."<br/><br/>With that, he moved to put the weapon back in it's case.  He wished Brett a good night and then retired.<br/><br/>~   ~   ~   ~   ~<br/><br/>Sometime later, he heard a shift that awoke him.  The newness of the place had him slightly on edge.  Thankfully, no one seemed to be a snorer.  His mind noted that one of them was moving.  He glanced over and dimly saw that it was Brook.  Sleep seemed to be eluding her.  He watched her shadow move through the darkened common room and then into the main room.  He saw her move into her medical office.  The distant scratching of something told Carver that she was writing.<br/><br/>That reminded him that he needed to do his journal entry and video rec as well.<br/><br/>He shifted and let his eyes close.  Brook would return to her bed soon, he assumed.