Lucky finally rose, wiping away a few tears from her face. “I, uh… apologize.” She made her way to the control panel, conscious of many eyes watching her. She couldn’t read their expressions—or maybe she just didn’t care what they thought. Except Forerunner. He was the only one who followed her over to the control panel, looking as resolved as any of the organics here. She still hadn’t gotten used to how tall he was.