Not another Starhawk.
It’s time for another drink.
Looking into it… still?
We’re splitting up.
Starhawkin’ across the universe, only going forwards ‘cos we can’t find reverse.
Been watching Harry Potter, have we?
Apparently hawks can breath in space.
Sounds like it’d make falconry tricky.
Sniper Elite still top.
Never mind.
Baby hawk.
Oops.
Woo.
Yes, free.
Build ’em up, knock’em down.
Spaced out.
Riding solo.