Reilly leans towards Jake Harris at his side, and speaks in a low voice: "Man, I sure wouldn't mind me some of her "magic touch". Guess it's a pity I don't have any electronic implants that need attention, eh?" Giving Jake a wink, he moves over towards where Eve Saint-Claire is sitting.

"That's great people, glad to see some initiative around here. We may survive this yet, or at the very least we'll have something interesting to do for the last 5 hours of our lives. Kerensky and White should get the engines up in no time, I'm sure. Alejo, how about you bring Christy and Edward over to the Medbay to see what can be done there? Eve and I are going to take care of the Navigation equipment. The rest of you lot, make yourselves useful!"

Reilly extends his hand towards the sitting Eve. "Come on honey*, let's get moving, I'm sure you'll have the systems up in no time."

Repair: Navigation

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* I was sooooo tempted to write "treacle" instead.