He finds a buyer - a museum on Earth who is willing to cover shipping in order to get their hands on one of humanity's first homegrown warp-capable ships. (The Harlequin continues to stubbornly refuse to fire up its own warp drive, so it'll need to be transported as cargo.)
He methodically goes through the ship taking out all the things that are his and packing them onto the Prometheus, since he has the chance. This mostly amounts to more clothes, and some other odds and ends. Then he says goodbye and sends it on.
Also, as he is cleaning it out, the Harlequin suffers another system failure and all its computer systems are completely scrambled; he has to format them back to factory settings. Oh, well, the museum wasn't buying it for the data.
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He finds a buyer - a museum on Earth who is willing to cover shipping in order to get their hands on one of humanity's first homegrown warp-capable ships. (The Harlequin continues to stubbornly refuse to fire up its own warp drive, so it'll need to be transported as cargo.)
He methodically goes through the ship taking out all the things that are his and packing them onto the Prometheus, since he has the chance. This mostly amounts to more clothes, and some other odds and ends. Then he says goodbye and sends it on.
Also, as he is cleaning it out, the Harlequin suffers another system failure and all its computer systems are completely scrambled; he has to format them back to factory settings. Oh, well, the museum wasn't buying it for the data.