"Oh, good." As the hologram blinked off Jason couldn't help a small smile from appearing at the speakers verbal floundering.
The general air of excitement from the rest of the passengers and quite chatter increased as well, giving the area a pleasant buzz of anticipation. As Jason pondered the words of the hologram, a familiar feeling whenever something important was about to happen crept into him. A mild tightness in his stomach accompanied by the an inkling that something or everything was about to go horribly wrong.
Don't do this to yourself you idiot. Taking a deep breath, he did his best to push the thoughts from his mind before they could take hold. Slowly releasing his breath he felt the tightness leave with it, the unease turning to the excitement he'd felt upon first boarding the ship. With that his mind was once again draw to the new weight of antique iron wrapped in dark leather at his leg. He rested his hand against the wooden grip, feeling over the engraving and small blemishes it had gathered over its long life.
I wonder if you felt this way too.
He resumed his gazing out to the city below, wondering at what would be next.