"Wasn't Eno the captain of it?" She made a unhappy expression when eyeing the shuttle, but it didn't matter, his back was to her. Fucking spacecrafts, it was very polite to let her see it and everything but fuck. She stuck her hands into her jacket pockets with a sigh, following up onto the gangplank. This was going to be a pip, hopefully food. And something strong.
"So I'm going to punch or bolt it into submission," she replied and sat in a chair, back to a corner.