– I've picked up some biological specimens along the way, and I'm going to do some magic with them, – Vella said.
– If you find anything unusual, let me know, – Tomaka commanded.
– All right, – Vella said, and left.
In the compartment, there are two people left, Tomaka and Pythons.
– I want to congratulate you on your brilliant work, – Pithons said, and reached out to shake Tomaka's hand.
Tomaka secured the handshake with his own hand and smiled slightly at the Python, accepting his congratulations.
– We will have a lot of common and interesting things ahead of us! – Tomaka promised Pithons.
– I, too, think so, but in business, there are breaks. Therefore, I suggest that we finish our conversation later. The body needs to rest, – said the Python, tired with age.
– Both body and spirit, – Tomaka said good naturedly.
Their hands parted and they went to their respective compartments, which served as their rest room.
Although they, the crew, did not see each other, their thoughts were the same. Why? Because they're messy! Then they imagined themselves as princes, in the case of Vella-a princess. Then cool tycoons, with a lot of money, in general, rich people. And, Timba in his compartment, on an air folding bed, even visited the role of a wizard who lives without hard work, in his world of magic and fantasy.
To them, the sun is bright, and the sky is clear, and inspiration is inside! Benevolence! Now, their capital was rapidly increasing, automatically transferring them from a deplorable state to a club of rich people. Bliss comes and the planned dreams begin to gradually come true.
Vella, having worked her magic with the test tubes, saturated with the daily difficulties of the expedition and the jokes of the crew members, sank unnoticed, in the color pictures of the dream, trying to predict her immediate, secure future.
Pythons did not sleep, he settled comfortably in a rocking chair and also began to dream about money, about girls and gambling, because he had almost become a rich man, the elite of society. And perhaps he will buy himself a special building somewhere and retire to his work, because in his youth he dreamed of creating what would remain, paired with eternity.
Tomaki's room, darkened by artificial light, weighed on his mind a little now, but he ignored it. Relaxing his gaze, Tomaka stared far into space, through the wall, into the vast darkness and emptiness, until he fell asleep.