The docking bay received the group.
Calder stepped off the scout ship and stopped walking.
He just stood there for a moment taking it in. The scale of the docking bay alone was already more than he had been prepared for, the ceiling high enough that the upper sections of it were their own environment, transport ships in their housings along the walls, Ares personnel moving through their routines with the ease of people who lived here rather than worked here. The Eclipse insignia on a couple of ships around. The warmth of the molten energy running through every surface.
Then he looked through the viewport at the rest of the fleet outside.
"That's," he started.
He stopped.
"Yeah," Jayden said beside him.
"How many ships is that."
"A lot," Jayden said.
