Aya glances over at Brin when the girl goes from silently fidgeting to an outburst of questions. She grins at the sudden change. "Thanks, kiddo. I don't think now is the time to swap campfire stories though."

"Unless our shiny new ship uses some kind of experimental control scheme I can get us from point A to point B and back. I can fill in most anywhere else in a pinch, but unless you want the kid driving I think I should take the stick." She says, addressing Uisa, but kind of talking to everyone. "Name's Aya by the way, but most crews end up finding some 'clever' nickname before too awful long."