The two continued talking, Pria only half payed attention to the controls the whole way. She hadn't even looked ahead of her for a solid 15 minutes when the beep went off, telling her it was her turn to fly. She took over happily, the flight had seemed a lot shorter then it really was, which made everything nicer. She pulled into the correct line and after tearing through some red tape, they were parked in the reserve spot. She and Hensen said some goodbyes, and off he went to his convention. She decided it would be smartest to stay with the ship, should anything happen. She took the chance to get fully acquainted with the small interior, as well as some of the inner workings. She only dug as deep as she thought was safe, removing panels that were made to be easily accessible without tools. She made crude drawings in her notepad and took notes, until that grew boring. 

She spent the time doing little things, having access to the internet helped. And after what felt like a small eternity, Hensen came back. He seemed excited about the whole thing, but was pretty obviously bummed out about not being able to stay longer. 

The two took off again, and after not long the auto-pilot took over again, leaving Pria to listen to the sights Hensen got to see inside. Again the two chatted, until something stopped them. In the middle of nowhere space, Pria's earlier feelings of things going less then perfect came to fruition.