The Sixty-Four Credit Question
“I admit to being ignorant of your skill sets and capabilities,” I asked Grace. “You mentioned taking ‘a joy ride’ earlier. Are you skilled in piloting, or breaking and entering?”
Perhaps it was only my impatience, but a great deal of time seemed to pass before she answered. “I'm…” she began. “I'm a pilot. I'm pretty good, and-”
“I see,” I interrupted, cutting her off. Useless, I thought to myself. I am perfectly capable of flying this vessel myself, assuming that I can get inside and that the vessel is still functional. “Let us attempt to get inside,” I said to her, “and we shall see of what she is capable.” She may yet save my life as a human shield against a trap, I thought. Barring that, she is still useful in case I require assistance from or leverage against Travis.