Amelia straightened up to a standing position and checked off a box on the form she had been filling out. She set the clipboard down and looked around the lab. She let out a sigh. She could almost forget she wasn't back home while in that room, surrounded by all the familiar equipment. She could almost forget she was drifting through the blackness of space in a large tin can she had no control of; that some very important aspects of said tin can were maintained by strangers she had no trust in.<br/><br/>She focused her attention on one monitor with paragraph after paragraph scrolling passed. Losing track of time in knowledge calmed her. That knowledge was something she craved. If it wasn't for that craving she would be safe in a lab on the ground.<br/><br/>But instead she was in space, floating on her biggest fear; a dangerously large object uncontrolled by gravity, free to drift through the stars and never return if something bad happened to one person.<br/><br/>She blinked hard to try to force the thoughts out. She would just have to get to know these people. Maybe she could trust them. She shook her head at her own thoughts. Probably not, but she may be able to trust in their abilities. Maybe.