Chapter 7“Everything okay here?” Madsen asked. He wondered why Sartre had been quiet for so long. Madsen had never piloted a ship before, but he guessed all the blinking messages on the console weren’t good. “The boys are asleep. They seemed to be weirdly adjusting to things on Opis.”
“That’s good to know. And, yes, of course, everything’s fine.” Sartre refused to face him.
“I’m not really good at confirming if you’re lying or not, but something tells me you don’t believe what you just said.”
Sartre nodded. He pointed to the blackness of space in front of him. “You can barely see Tethys, Dione, and Rhea.”
“But you can definitely see Titan,” Madsen quickly added, wondering why Sartre seemed to be dodging his question.
“Do you ever wonder why Titan is the great mystery for humans and en
