“Helena, did you do that?” Fairbairn asked.
“I… I guess so,” Helena replied. She still had a rudimentary knowledge of Ancient technology and the ATA gene, despite having a light crash course from Cate before departing Zulu Station as well as Doctor Jackson’s videos. “I wonder where the bridge is at?” she thought.
“We should probably get to the bridge,” said Larkin. “Fairbairn, go left, we’ll stay together.” Fairbairn and Helena nodded, and they started for the bridge.
The ship was not very large, only three decks tall. It reminded Larkin of a frigate he had been on with his grandfather when he was a little boy. He imagined Ancients walking the corridors going about their business, “I wonder what the crew was like?” he thought.