Her mind had been made up. Jemma was absolutely certain she needed to go sift through all the files she had gotten from the research wing. Even if there wasn’t an answer to the woes of the Cobalt amongst the research that had been conducted within it, she had to check or she would never know. Of course, she hadn’t expected Joel to simply agree with such a statement given the danger the Cobalt was to them, but she was still ready to put up a fight to get her way when everyone else protested her announcement she was going. She didn’t care. She needed away from them; something was driving her to get away from their bickering, their poor choices, and Pam’s screechy voice.<br/><br/>Brown eyes narrowed suspiciously at Joel when he pointed out she couldn’t go to her room and that alone set her more firmly in her ways. Of course she could. Of course she would. If she wanted to go, she would. She even began to tell Joel as much, but Jemma paused in doing so to frown over at him when he suggested they go to the CENTAUR instead. It wasn’t a bad idea and unfortunately it went against Jemma’s need to be angry and distant from them all. It made sense though, and really all Jemma needed was a computer. It didn’t actually matter to her if she was in her office on the Cobalt or the one of the CENTAUR, so it was Joel’s plea that she join them on the CENTAUR that made her consider going there instead. And it was Mikhali’s jerk voice that cemented it for her.<br/><br/>The elevator doors opened to a silent hallway, Jemma sent Mikhali a hateful glare, and she punched the button to send them down to the loading bay where they could cross over to the CENTAUR. The doors closed again, leaving the foursome alone in the metal box all over again. Jemma’s gaze jumped over each of her companions, her arms crossing over her chest while she tried to decide if there was a point in saying anything to them. She had conceded and agreed to go with them, so she figured she had little else to say. After allowing her focus to linger on Joel longest, she averted her eyes to gaze up at the ceiling while she silently waited for the elevator to deliver them to the loading bay.<br/><br/>Silence loomed, each crewmember having their own private reverie of their plight, and Jemma was fine with it. It wasn’t until the elevator settled and stopped moving that she moved again, stepping away from the wall to step off the elevator with everyone else. She had taken only a few steps into the loading bay before she halted and frowned, looking in the direction of the doors that would lead them all to the CENTAUR.<br/><br/>“The CENTAUR has no power,” she reminded them all, accusation flashing across her face when she looked to Joel, “You just said yourself that the engineers are trying to fix it, so what’s the point? Why would I go there to work on a computer when there’s nothing to power the computer?”<br/><br/>“Correction: The engineers<i>did</i>fix it,” Leonard’s voice called out to them from the doorway separating the CENTAUR from the Cobalt. Dani was only a few steps behind him, but both had triumphant expressions on their faces that they’d accomplished their difficult task.