As Zelda entered the cafeteria, she gave a faint wave to Lena and made a B-line for the coffee machine. Several minutes later, she felt refreshed and raring to go. Coffee really could do wonders. She properly greeted everyone, eyeing up Preacher for a couple minutes before even saying anything to him. She wasn't the kind to get nervous, about anything really, especially a guy. But there was something about him...
Get a hold of yourself dammit, you're not in middle school and you're not a girl anymore. You're a woman. An engineer in fact. So just go talk to him.
She scolded herself, taking a sip of her coffee. But she couldn't. She was petrified, she was even getting sweaty.
Oh God, I stink like a sewer when I start to sweat.
She rushed into the cafeteria bathroom, drying her underarms with some towels.
"Jesus what is wrong with me?"
She asked herself in the mirror. She had never reacted to anyone like this, not even her Dad. She shook her head hard, as if she would dislodge the feelings from her brain, and went back into the cafeteria. She went back into the cafeteria and joined the group. She hoped nobody noticed her little...episode. She sat down at their table and finished off her coffee.
"Everyone sleep well? I imagine so, since we've been asleep for two years...Holy crap, I'm 33 now. Wait what month is it? I may still be 32."
Zelda wasn't a huge fan of waking up a different age, but what are you gonna do. It's a fact of life in space. Through a window she spotted their destination, LV-223. It looked rather dull compared to the celestial body that it orbited. But it was a moon, and moons aren't all that interesting. Except this one was. She saw everyone here except one. Reddick. She shrugged and leaned back in her seat. He'd show up sooner or later.