She wanted very much to show him the stars as she saw them; to show off her superiority to his ship. She was vain when she wasn't preoccupied with being squishy and she knew she could astound even him with her complexity. But that was not to be and instead she had to look up to see his face, bare feet slapping the cold steel of the floor as she followed him to the bridge. At least she could learn more about him and his technology. It was a boon, if a small one.

"We will make the best of it," she replied off-handedly. She was still getting used to this again, her thoughts somewhat sluggish, but she was functional enough to be of use to him, particularly in regards to deciphering what was wrong with his ship. "I can help speed up the process so long as I can see the schematics for the ship's computer and you give me a primer on its codes. Two mechanics will always trump one, even if I am less familiar with the machine than you are."

As for food, she shrugged, non-committed. "Perhaps rations will not be an issue if we can solve what has happened. I could just as soon be returned to where I was than require sustenance."