She managed to squeeze herself into a niche somewhere, preferably without view of the lewd naked women, and looked around in horror, to call this bucket of bolts a ship shocked her, or maybe she got zapped by that dangling thing over there. she kind of curled herself into the fetal position, trying not to cry. Secretly hoping it wouldn't take off, and with deadlines they'd hire a real ship. "Just don't explode, please" she told the ship as if it would do any good.