“Whatever you’re carrying—the grief, the fear, the 'what-ifs'—leave them at the cabin door,” Elias commanded. “Right now, you aren't a daughter or a person. You’re a series of calculations. If you feel, we fall. Do you understand?”
Elias reached over and switched off the master battery. The cockpit went dark.
Only then did Miller let out a sob that shook her entire frame. Only then did Sarah, standing in the galley, lean her head against the cool metal of the exit door and weep. [S9E5] Leave Your Emotions at the Cabin Door
Captain Elias Thorne watched the altimeter drop with a sickening lurch. Outside the cockpit glass, the sky over the Andes was a bruised purple, flickering with lightning that looked like cracks in the world.
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“Miller,” Elias said, his voice flat and robotic. “Look at me.” She turned, her eyes glassy.
For twenty minutes, the aircraft was a metal tube of absolute, practiced coldness. No one cried because no one had the permission to. They were all holding their breath, suspended in a vacuum where emotion had been surgically removed. Only then did Miller let out a sob
“Airspeed’s decaying,” his co-pilot, Miller, whispered. Her knuckles were white on the yoke. This was her first trans-continental flight since her father’s funeral, and Elias could see the tremor in her hands.