A poor-lense blurred image of a planet drifted across the screen in muted colours; the score was haunting, even familiar as it was to her. She tucked against him and under his arm like a falcon against its mate, eyes forward, so rapt that she had gone very still, half-hugging him as if expecting to be frightened.

A field of stars wheeled slowly as the music quieted; scenes of the enormous ship panned, its interior dead and silent. Lighting slowly at some invisible signal. Computer screens flickered to life and poured out information to no one.