With the pod sealed tight. It was a matter of a few minutes before they were out in space. Navarre adjusted the thrusters and shot upwards along the outer hull of the station. "I have a crate to pick up on the shipping deck." He stated evenly. "About four minutes." She stared wide eyed through the glass bubble that separated them from the vacuum of space. Looking over, she flinched involuntarily as she realized how close they were to the station. The pod rose upwards between a pair of docking ports that overshadowed them like mountains. "We're going to die!" She screamed out as she placed her hands over her eyes. "We're going to die!" "Relax." Navarre started laughing. "We're not going to die. We're perfectly safe." "Your mind is not right." "Yeah." Navarre grinned. "Heard that before. Just relax. in ten minutes we'll be aboard the Orpheus." "As if we'll be any safer in that antique wreck." She grumbled with a trembling voice.