"Not necessary, Renne. The asteroids are heavy with copper. The Magnetic shield can repel asteroids half the size of the ship if they're 10% copper. It was designed precisely for asteroid belt travel. That's why I chose the particular field. They're far above the norm when it comes to copper and repelling strength. Plus the largest recorded asteroid is there is the size of one of the ship's engines. Much, much smaller. If anything, asteroids will be breaking each other."<br/><br/>She left the room and went down to mess hall to pick up the rations. As usual, they prepared the Captain's with utmost care, and even managed to get fancy with the presentation. They included a get well soon card. Handmade. Cute. For Renne, they just got as much rare meat as they possibly could on one tray, and all the side dishes on the other, piled in next to each other. Big girl, big appetite. Though sometimes even Renne couldn't finish.<br/><br/>She brought them down to the two ladies and set them up on the second, now unoccupied medical table. Along with plenty of napkins. "Enjoy, Captain, Renne." She smiled softly and walked out again after a small bow. She steeled herself as she made her way to the helm. She took over in the pilot's chair and plugged herself into computer. Direct-linked to the console, she could control everything in the ship. She loved the feeling. It was like having a billion more nerve clusters all over her, feeding her feeling after feeling.<br/><br/>The intercom went up again. "All crew at ease. I've got full control now. You deserve the break. Captain's orders. Mess should have just finished a meal for you all. Thank you, ladies." It then cut out as she slumped into the seat, her body going nearly inert as she focused on the ship. This was why she possibly knew more than the Captain. Mental links took so much modification and practice, plus the feelings being pumped into the cortex made most people nauseous.