"Christ," Maggie muttered again, pinching the bridge of her nose. "If the Captain were here this never would've happened." Captain Ray was just...she had a way about her. People, even the mostly shitty crew of the [i]Audacia[/i], wanted to follow her and make her proud. Maggie had no such talent. 

"Vas, just—don't break anymore people, alright? Go eat...something. O'Neill—" Mason sighed again, and rubbed her forehead. She hated asking for help. "...come hold things for me."