Keshin ****ed his head. "Fine, overall," he said. "I have no complaints. It has been a difficult transition from one body to another, but not one that I regret." He wondered why Claxter would be worried about him. The entire crew had been barely civil with him only a year before.
Keshin tapped the ship's panel, which the crew had modified to accept voice commands. "This is the Tigirin reporting in to the Mirage Mission Control. The boarding party is ready for mission launch, War-Prince."