[It seems wrong to Ari to be delighted by this discovery of Paul's. This woman - Dalia Katril, in her mind now too, unless they should learn otherwise - had died out here, alone and likely in terrible circumstances. She should be solemn. Yet at the same time, it was possibly an important historical find, and she couldn't help her curiosity, her sense of anticipation when Paul held the book out to her. She wouldn't have minded, Ari tells herself. An astrogator understood that sense of wonder. She takes the little journal, handling it very carefully, examining the cover. It's a script that she can read.]

Dalia Katril. 2214. That's...that's towards the beginning of the war.

[Cradling the journal gently, Ari starts to turn the pages. It's not systematic, just a way to see how much is legible. There's damage in some places, but it's largely readable.]

These first entries are standard astrogation record-keeping for a ship of this time. Every ship was called upon to fight, if it had the capability, and most of them did. That's how we beat the UAE. [Not in 2214. The war took seven long years. Ari skips ahead in the journal.] Her ship was attached to a planet, part of its defenses - there was no Tradeline system yet, although it grew out of wartime co-operation later. [Ari keeps reading, and her commentary stops, drawn in as she as by the text. Then she looks up at Paul again, clear emotion on her face, shock and sorrow.]

Paul, I think this woman did...she did something very terrible but very heroic, all those years ago, and nobody ever found out.