The Inventory no longer answers the Console. Press L and it slides in from the right, straight over the open water — the drone keeps swimming, nothing dims, nothing pauses. It carries its own tile now too, stacked under Console at the top of the HUD: Inventory · L. Close it the same three ways you'd expect — L again, Esc, or the panel's own ✕, each one drawn as its own keycap — and on a short window it scrolls rather than crowding the deck.
The Berth has a fourth keeper. Stowmaster Quill stands at his own counter at the far end of the deck, same as Bell and the Beastkeeper — walk up and press T, or tap his ring on a touch screen, and the Warehouse slides in from the left. The Berth is the only place it opens; unlike the Inventory, it answers to no key of its own.
Stand at Quill's counter on a wide enough window and both boards stand open at once, Warehouse to the left, Inventory to the right, so cargo can move between them directly instead of round-tripping through a menu. Smaller windows — and any phone or tablet, regardless of width — show one board at a time, and on the smallest of them whichever one is open takes the whole screen. Unload, the always-optional Tidy both bays, and Bolt in another row — the Warehouse's own crystal-priced growth — all live on Quill's panel now, and only there.
The board talks plainer, too. A cell is a square now, full stop — a locked square names exactly what raises it, the same honest coaching the board always gave, just spoken in its own plain word. Socket is spoken for elsewhere: it means a Pearl hardpoint and nothing else, so a locked cargo square never gets called one again. And the pack riding the drone's own back finally shows the truth as it fills — a hint of cargo from the very first square, heavier through four real states, and at full a deeper idle bob with a glint of amber strap catching the light.
One honest fix rode along with it: the rocket launcher's fire tile is a flat-top hexagon now, matching the net tile instead of standing out as the one round dial on an otherwise honeycombed rail. Its ×1 and full-salvo choice bubbles sit right on the tile's own edge, ready the moment the launcher tile is up in open water — firing itself still needs a rock in reach. And the drum reads honestly now — rocket capacity tops out at a hard 999, so the readout never grows a fourth digit again.