The captain of the "ragtag crew of humans and posthumans" starts this novel by being very proud about not actively staring at the breasts of the displaced, traumatised survivor of a wreck, who has just been rescued. It's fine though, because said survivor also immediately noticed how the captain looks great. What follows is a fairly standard space opera script, in which a big bad evil will eventually have to be defeated ... i guess. And the evil is very non-ambiguously evil. Anyway, the above scene wasn't actually what annoyed me most about this book: the characters are so fucking profoundly uncurious that it's painful. No one asks ANY of the interesting questions, which leads to very mediocre world-building and a simmering annoyance with loads of the interactions early on. Characters are also *really* good at assuming things with zero of the background info they never asked about. Anyway, do not reccommend for being uncurious, trite and icky.