The captain and navigator went back and forth between monitoring the jump countdown, and watching the contact that was paralleling their course.<br/><br/>The pair "hummed" and "huh-ed" their way through most of the countdown, but they did speak from time to time, speaking some sort of arcane language that only flight officers seemed to understand.<br/><br/>"Quadrants balanced?"  That was Rolsing, who spoke while watching the detection grid.<br/><br/>"All 6 lobes look good.  Ready for power application.  Good Hydrogen status.  Ready for flow," Sue responded.  She had a program running now that was tracking power usage, and seemed ready to track them as they entered jump space.<br/><br/>"They're still on our tail.  Ready for jump?"  Rolsing asked her.<br/><br/>"Green for go.  Engineering board shows green."  Sue gestured at a series of read outs shown on a screen to her left as she said it.<br/><br/>Rolsing said, simply, "Right.  Then, he turned to look at Katie.  "You'll feel a slight lurching feeling in your stomach when we enter jumpspace.  A few people get sick, but generally, a touch of nausea is all anyone gets from sliding into jumpspace."<br/><br/>