<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">The asked question caused the exact kind of chaos she had been hoping for and an easy laugh left Maggie when Curtis took her bait. The other two men were predictably aghast that she would egg Curtis on, but she was already counting herself victorious. She found she liked their joking and dramatic reactions. These men knew each other well, she could see, and despite their differences, enjoyed each other’s company. It was comforting for the cautious woman and reminded her of the antics her family often partook in. With the men settling and reminiscing, she returned to her seat to listen, arms sliding through the seat straps before one of her hands grabbed up her tablet.<br/>
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The two older men were happy to explain their first experiences with binary systems and while they did so, Maggie’s gaze drifted to the pair floating so far, and yet so close. They were her first. Would she look back at those two stars fondly as Curtis and Andrijan were at present? Would the reasons for her voyage plague her mind and ruin the memory for her? She figured it would depend on what would happen once she reached the outpost and found her father. If he was well, she was sure she would think of this trip fondly. If he wasn’t…well, she didn’t want to think of it.<br/>
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With her thoughts split between worrying for her father and taking in the conversation surrounding her, Maggie had paid Moore no mind until he asked where the refueling station was. Uncertainty filled her and she looked first from him to the captain. That was odd, was it not? Their next destination had disappeared? Luckily for her, the men were quick to drop their reminiscing and reference their various tech to make sure everything was okay. Knowing she was of precious little help when it came to flying spaceships, Maggie remained quiet, her green eyes jumping between the three men while they sought out the refueling station.<br/>
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Red filled the screen. Red was not a good sign, it seemed. Perhaps if there had only been one, signifying the station they were trying to reach, but dozens? Hundreds? Surely there was a problem with the screen. “Maybe…maybe the system needs to reboot?” Maggie offered tentatively while her gaze jumped form the screen to each of the men. Knowing little on the situation made it all the more worrisome for her. If the men were concerned, she knew she should be. With a hand reaching up to nervously brush through her hair, Maggie to think of reasons as to why they seemed to be having navigation issues, “Or maybe the stars are emitting some sort of radiation that’s clogging up the system?”</span>