June watched the man move, hoping she would remember at least the basics of how to do things like open the doors. And hoped that others operated the same way.
Out in the corridor it looked very much like she would have expected, when she was told they were on a space station. It reminded her of the movies and TV shows she used to watch with her husband sometimes. He'd always liked things like Star Trek and Star Wars.
"Yes." She answered, walking next to him but just slightly behind. It was a habit she hadn't quite shaken yet. "But the one I came from doesn't seem to be the same as anyone else here. Or well...anyone that was on the island."