Hensen looked uncertain. "Well..." He stammered. "H-he did say I could go if I arranged my own transprort and made sure I got home in time for school tomorrow..." He bit his lip. "He just didn't say I could hire another pilot for his shuttle... But all my friends live too far away to catch a ride and I don't knoe how public transportation works so I didn't know what else to do... I'm sure you won't be in trouble!" He added quickly. "Well, not like you'll go to jail. I mean it's my dad's shuttle and I'm his son and I told you it would be okay, so that should be all right. Right?"

He sounded like he was trying to convince himself as much as you. Still, he was a teenager and 5his was a typical teenager's action, not thinking ahead far enough to see the possible consequences. 

"But he might get a little mad that we broke it... Maybe if I tell the story right he'll just be glad we weren't murdered. What do you think?"