Bea did not like the way that sounded. She had wanted to get going as soon as possible, but she did understand some delay. But this was more than just a delay. She didn't want to go back and stay at her room in Ms. Mortimer's house. She didn't want the overbearing woman to act like that was reason enough for her not to go. She didn't need that sort of thing heaped onto her more. Perhaps Captain Will would let them stay aboard even if they didn't leave that day.

And there was a moment there where she considered that it might have been that girl. And then she hated herself for it. This girl was not to blame, and she should trust the captain's judgements. Roger did, so she could too. 

“Honestly don't know,” Will replied with a shrug of his shoulders. “Hopefully we'll be in the air by morning, provided we can get things up and running by tonight. But I say this based on the way the engine room was looking last I was down there. And that was before the girl went down. So things might be sooner than that.” 

He turned to Bea and smiled slightly. “I'm sorry to delay you, miss.”

She equally smiled and tilted her head some. “It's quite alright. It wasn't anything that you could foresee coming.”

The sound of footsteps coming out of the hatch made her turn to see the approaching form of both the mechanic and the girl. Bea raised her eyebrow some and stepped back to let them come out. 

“What?” Will asked, looking between the girl and the old man. “Please tell me you're here to say that things are fixed.”