Ray stood at the port, as a sleek ship sailed in. He knew that Jayce would be on that boat, with Ronnie with him no doubt. Ray had a vague notion where the bounty lay, and was simply waiting for Jayce and Ronnie.
Jayce stood atop the comms-array, feeling the wind in his face. He sighed, having not been in the city for about a year. Enough for people to forget about him, at least.
Ronnie was in a sleep mode, curled up in the cargo hold.