Adrian flew across the system to meet with the Dragon, in one of the few impeller ships that weren't still circling the sun. From his perspective, the trip was fast and smooth, though mostly weightless.
The extra time spent in free fall might have weakened him, if not for the extra medical pod time he spent to counter it. He had answered his messages by chasing his letters across open virtual landscapes, as his muscles had been exercised. He wondered what it said about him that this had all become normal as he opened the pod.
Adrian stretched as he exited its confines, and pulled on the waiting stack of clothes. His ship politely enquired about their travel plans as he dressed, and Adrian paused.
"I don't know. This might be one of our longer stops, or one of our shortest. Depends," he informed the system.
"I understand," the system responded, even though it couldn't really.