The older woman nodded, smiling gently, her eyes twinkling from some sort of personal joke, though she didn't seem angry or upset with Katie.  "Right.  Well, we carry mostly the working stiffs of the navy and marines.  Men and women going to and coming from assignments on worlds with naval bases in this part of the sector.  And we haul some light equipment for the navy, too."<br/><br/>On a console, an engineering indicator light went from red to green, showing something being restored in the maneuver drive systems on the ship.  Sue probably couldn't see it from where she was standing to talk to Katie.<br/><br/>Outside, the captain continued his conversation, just barely audible, but not intelligible.<br/><br/>"What kind of ship was the Hispania?  I don't think I've ever seen it, other than on and off here at the downport."  Sue idly scratched her head, leaving a finger curled in her hair right above her right ear for a second--something she might not even realize she does, though it seems a bit juvenile, but in a cute way.