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Though Hestia was initially apprehensive about the uniform that was assigned to her upon her arrival of the kidnapping spaceship, the light fabric was flattering and easy to move in, two things that were important enough for any young Auror trainee exploring a strange place. She'd found out from her research that the Auror program was similar in some aspects to the new job she'd have on the ship, other than a complete lack of dark wizard and having to save her friends from people who thought their blood was mightier. Security on a big ship was something that she'd only seen on the telly with Dirk, but this was different. It was huge. It was overwhelming.

She wished her brothers were there to see it.

Hestia's hand hovered on her wand as she turned a corner, the sound of cordial conversations filling the corridors of the ship. It had been a few days since her arrival, and while Hestia faced anxiety when finally being left alone in her room she'd come to accept that the ship was the chance for a little holiday.

A little holiday full of delicious meals cooked by men who came from a time after her, and where people from home aged well past the time she'd arrived from. Hestia gave a lazy smile at one of the plants that sat in front of a doorway and sighed.

"You've probably never shown up on a random spaceship," she said. Hestia went to turn away, but a little voice called out behind her.

"You shouldn't make assumptions. There are lots of a places a person or thing could be from."

Hestia turned back to stare at the plant, her eyes wide. She bent over and inspected it, her hand reaching out for her wand. "Sorry, could you say that again?"