Relocating captives and supplies from such a large ship was a lengthy ordeal, but Carlos and his crew somehow managed to complete it in no time.
The somehow wasn't that mysterious. Khan's mere presence put everyone on their best behavior, making the entire crew overperform. Soon, Carlos and his underlings gathered on his ship, letting the autopilot comply with Khan's latest directives.
Needless to say, the crew wasn't free to roam the ship. Tamara's pheromones were a significant issue, and her terrifying, cold guardian could spew complicated orders through mere glares. Liiza made everyone gather in the cargo area, placing the captives in the living quarters while staying with the young Nele on the bridge.
"Will Khan be fine?" Tamara asked, worried while looking at one of the screens on the bridge.
"Of course," Liiza reassured, holding the little Nele tightly in her arms. "He'll come back in no time."
