Risa followed behind, in her bounding step of energy.  It was not the science or the metal or any of it that fascinated her.   It was the people that truly fascinated her.    However, she was enthralled and curious about going into a weightless environment.   As she had asked and said.  It truly did seem to her.  That it be like flying.   Likewise, she had been on the ships in space for the past five years.   She knew enough that she would have to wear a suit.  It is just that she never had the chance to do such.<br/><br/><em>"Then we can alter it, so one fits."</em>She respond to you, with a bit of naivety.  Saying as  you headed back into the bowels of the engine room.  She would not go there.  The noise, and she had a superstitious phobia.  That the ships engines would eat her.