Enola had disappeared below decks the second she had stepped on board. The Enterprise had been the first in the Navy's nuclear fleet and being here brought a powerful feeling of nostalgia and pride. The Navy was Ryan's was Ryan but this ship - this was Enola's.
Sensing that everyone had arrived, she made her way back up, nearly plowing into Ryan. Spending time near the reactors always left her happily caught up in her own head.