"Jules Verne, H.G. Wells, the, well, classics, I suppose you could call them." Peggy ran her fingertip along the edge of the table and shook her head slightly. "Books that seemed so foreign and otherworldly. And then I end up here, and this is more otherwordly than anything I've ever read." She smiled.
"Well, no one was doing anything about the new arrivals, were they? And there was no crew assigned the task either. Someone had to step up. I don't mind. It'd rather be busy than not."