As soon as the loading ramp touched the bay's floor, Sirka headed inside to get a feel for the vessel. Like most ships, especially freighters, it felt annoyingly cramped. The ceiling was barely above her head, and she had to duck through doorways. However, that was nothing she was not used to. More important was that it seemed to be in acceptable condition and would get them safely to their destination, as long as their pilot was as good as she was supposed to be.

For the moment, Sirka took some time to look around the ship and get a feel for its layout. It wasn't a particularly large vessel, nor was its layout particularly unusual, so it was not a long process. She dropped off her heavy repeater in the cargo hold so she would not be forced to lug it around, at least for a few minutes. Another detail she noticed was that there were two less rooms than there were crew members. If it ended up that they actually were going to be running more missions together, that was something they might have to figure out. 

Eventually, Sirka wandered up to the cockpit where their apparent leader had gone. Sirka did not really care who she was taking orders from, as long as those orders made some kind of sense. Sirka was not a leader and did not pretend to be, so she had no sort of issue with pride that would prevent her from listening...while on the job, at least. Outside of the mission, when relaxed and on her own time, she she did not respond well to being bossed around; it was one of the largest reasons that she would be ill-suited for any sort of military. If this Sai turned out to be that sort of leader, she would be in for a definite surprise.

Sirka leaned up against the wall at the entrance to the cockpit. "So, I take it you think we'll still be working together after this job?"