Roger looked from Will to the girl and back. "Alright. And here I was thinking I could help." He chuckled. "Great, I'll tell the ladies."

Estella finished gathering up the tools. This way when the engine started there wouldn't be loose items around. She glanced over at Will. Again she was surprised at his response. He not only obviously didn't seem to mind but at the same time he seemed to be willing to go out of his way to accommodate her. It was a bit touching, not that she was going to let herself tear up or anything. She provided a smile. "Thank you, I appreciate it." Not that she would ask. She wouldn't impose or make them spend extra to get her something different. But it was still touching. Having grown up with a lot of anti-semitisms, it was nice to see that there were some people out there who weren't judgemental.


When they finally did take off, Estella stayed in the engine room making sure everything worked well. She did some tweaking here and there, making sure everything ran smoothly. As said, they were able to take off and there was no major incident. Still, there was stuff that needed to be done and even as she heard the engine run she picked up little nuances, issues that though weren't going to cause immediate issues and crash the ship, would need to be dealt with down. She mentally made a list.

Having gone back and informed the ladies they were ready to go, Roger took Bea to the observation deck so she could watch the ascent and then the passing landscape. It was always an amazing sight - at least in his opinion. To fly. Mankind had been wanting to fly probably as long as they had seen birds do so. And here they were. It was in a machine, yes, but it was still flying.