A quick change of clothing after returning from the ship of the dead, and Navarre was headed for the bridge. He moved to the right console and stared at the screen for a moment; just clear star studded space before them. He sighed softly and relaxed just a bit. "Mr.Auralius." He turned to face the helmsman. "It has been a long day. I am relieving you." "A long day for all of us, Captain. But I can finish the watch." Sill glanced up with a smile. "True," Navarre nodded in agreement. "But in this case; Captain prerogative. Get off my bridge. I have a little studying to do." "That's a new twist. But no argument from me. You're the boss." He swiveled and stepped from the seat. "Course, speed, and auto-alerts are all locked in." He gave a mock salute as he spun and headed for the door. "Enjoy your shift, Captain." Navarre waited until the doors closed before sitting down. He placed the disc into the reader slot on the console, and then leaned back as the menu of logs available appeared on the screen. "Should of have brought a case of drinks." He murmured to himself.