“Yo,” Alex said. “How fast can you get us there?” “Pretty damn fast, if you’re willin’ to be uncomfortable.” “Put us on a fast burn schedule and get some dirt under my feet,” Holden said with a grin. “High burn’ll get us on the ground in ’bout seventy-three days.” “Seventy-three days,” Holden said. “Well, seventy-two point eight.” “Space,” Holden said, trading his grin for a sigh, “is too damn big.”
Love these little reminders of the scale of things.
