Sit manned the main control seat, overseeing the release of the cargo containers. He glanced up towards a silent figure near the observation windows. "I wish the Captain would hurry back." Blue muttered softly. "Something doesn't feel right here." Sit could see where her line of sight was. A small crew meant there were few secrets. And he knew most of her story. "I'm sure he is already making his return." He tried to keep his voice from showing any trace of emotions. "I would suggest," He glanced back up. "If you don't mind my saying; that you get to the transporter room and be ready for his return call." She seemed to start for a moment with a small jerk, then nodded slowly. "I should of have thought of that." She spun sharply on her heel. "Excellent suggestion." She moved hurriedly from the operations control deck. Sit grinned softly to himself, knowing where her mind was here. Seemed as good an excuse as any to get her out of here and focused on something else.