After Amir set down the decanter within Beth’s reach she poured herself a glass. She gave no reaction to if she enjoyed the drink or not, but seemed to be swishing the thoughts and options. Honestly the only thing Beth cared about was getting back into the Black. A station was no place for someone with the stars in their veins. 

The job was vague. Shit there was no job actually described, but Amir had a point she’d get off the damn station. Getting caught wouldn’t be a good idea, especially considering... Well there was only one other option than staying put and that was leaving.

“[color=92278f]I’m in, but I’m flyin’[/color].” Now that more than two words had been strung together it was clear that Beth’s English wasn’t top tier. Sonny had known that was her stipulation, but she wanted it out as a reminder. A glance at the other three women gave Beth an idea that she probably had the most experience. Beth had been flying since she could sit at on her mom’s lap behind the controls. Unless the captain himself flew, which if that were the case why would Sonny have even offered her the spot, Beth was certain she was the only pilot in the small group.