Captain Zoe Andersen _best_ ✓

She hasn’t decided yet.

When asked about it, she shrugs.

“Look,” she says, standing up to head back to the docking bay. Her boots are scuffed. Her hair is a mess. “The black doesn’t care about your legacy. The black just is . My job is to get people from Point A to Point B without them turning into frozen meat popsicles. If I can do that while telling a bad joke and petting a tomato plant? I call that a win.” captain zoe andersen