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[color=#239C89]"It would have taken years just to hear their lecture..?"[/color] That was a strange thing to say. But now that he was thinking about it, this whole thing was strange. This was a woman who hadn't met the other pilots during the initial stages of the program. How could she have been a late addition on an expedition like this? There aren't exactly any ports housing potential candidates in deep space... are there? Couldn't be. And judging by what she said... the year 241? The year 229? It didn't add up.

[color=#239C89]"Now hold on."[/color] The man said, leaning in, more than a little bit confused. [color=#239C89]"The Pandora launched from Jupiter in 249 SA. We've all been in the ice for fifteen years since then, barring the skeleton crew keeping the ship running."[/color] Holden rubbed his chin, perplexed. Against his better judgement, he follows up on his statement.

[color=#239C89]"...Just when were you frozen, miss?"[/color] The man asked, half-expecting her to evade the question entirely. There might've been some red tape and confidential business blocking this info out, but at this point, Holden was simply far too curious to let it slide just like that. So much so, in fact, that he barely registers Fox joining them at the table. He acknowledges the man with a curt nod, but most of his attention is on Artemie.