Guybrush climbed into Boss Hog. The repairs were complete, and the whole ship was shiny and new. The metal walls gleamed, and the vaguely off-putting smell was gone.
He entered the flight room. "Did you find him?" asked Wally.
Guybrush shook his head. He'd been scouring the Hermit's makeshift asteroid home, but he couldn't find him anywhere. "I left him a note," he said.
"Is that all?" asked Wally. "Wouldn't he want some kind of payment?"
"I don't think so," said Guybrush. "So, are we ready?"
Wally pulled back on the yoke, and they slowly lifted up into space. "Where to?" he asked as they hovered over the asteroid.
"Wait," said Guybrush. "I've got to go to the storage room."
In fact, this was one of the features of the Hermit's remote dwelling. This pocket of space was so tightly ringed with asteroids that you simply could not pilot a ship in or out. The only way through was direct transportation.
In the storage room, Guybrush shot the red rock. Portal stones - huh. What a name.
Not too long later, they were slowly shuttling along through empty space.
Wally was checking the scanners. "Nothing in sight."
Guybrush nodded. Just as well. They'd been able to get their ship spaceworthy again, but Hermit didn't have everything. Until they were able to get a few parts, Boss Hog would only be able to attain twenty percent of her normal velocity. Guybrush didn't like being a sitting duck.
"So where are we going?" asked Wally.
"Well, the nearest station is Pael, so I guess we're going there. It'll probably take about two weeks."
"All right, I've set the coordinates," said Wally. "Autopilot engaged."
They sat back. A couple of minutes passed.
"So, what are we going to do for the next two weeks?"