Setsuko exited the CIC deck. She was on her way to talk to Alyx, but decided to see their course from there. She may be the clueless miko most people had summed her up to be, but she knew enough to use a terminal to input data and to access something from living her so long. Most everything else was above her head.<br/><br/>It was then that she had remember Lyra. She hadn't seen the woman in awhile, probably about two days now. Setsuko had been that much wrapped up in her work. Taking a final look at the line that drew across the holographic map at the CIC, she stepped down from the platform as it automatically switched off due to her absence. Spying where the large room had tapered off into a hallway, she slowly headed into the general direction.<br/><br/>Setsuko passed the main airlock on her left, and stopped short, carefully looking at the floor before proceeding. She had learned the painful way that Lyra did a lot of tuning to the ship from her vantage point, but did not usually put the panels back into place. Tripping and having a few bruises wasn't fun, especially if it was on metal.<br/><br/>Slowly navigating around whatever obstacles she encountered, Setsuko found herself in the cockpit, space rushing by through the window up front and the windows above. Panacea's chair sat empty, and Lyra seemed to be taking it easy, drinking a beverage of some sort. She coughed gently to announce her presence, then approached within an arm's length of her.<br/><br/>"How have you been doing?" She asked. Setsuko didn't feel like she needed to be extravagant at this point or use a lot of words. Her question was simple but conveyed what she wanted to know.