They were in, James pulled a small air lock open and the initial interior of the ship was revealed. "Right." She spoke once more, again she kept herself hunting through her thoughts trying piece together a schematic like a patchwork quilt sown from old cloth. She entered in through the airlock and as she entered the ship her diagram was complete, the layout was much like the A-45 wreck at Qeet, her crew had surveyed it for a while and she remembered roaming the halls for hours. "Lucky for you boys, I know the way." With new found confidence she was ready to lead the small band forward, even with whatever danger loomed around the corner of this ship.