[Windows, that's funny. She huffs a breath that comes out sounding less amused than she intended. Really, it was funny. She's just trying to keep down the lunch she ate two months ago. Windows would detract from the Zephyr's claustrophobic submarine aesthetic. There's only so much they can do with low lighting and exposed tubing.
Trip must be the Boy Scout of the unit, eyes forward the entire time. May's pretty sure Trip is making space travel look good, but her eyes aren't wandering either. The empty pods are giving her more than enough to look at and think about. For that matter, where the hell is Coulson? He'd usually be taking this time to recommend old-fashioned hangover cures.]
Make sure no one peeked inside the mystery box?
[That sounds like a whole lot of not her job, but since she became a civilian, she hasn't been in the habit of cashing cheques without asking questions. She'd be interested to know what they're hauling.]
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Date: 2017-03-08 12:19 pm (UTC)Trip must be the Boy Scout of the unit, eyes forward the entire time. May's pretty sure Trip is making space travel look good, but her eyes aren't wandering either. The empty pods are giving her more than enough to look at and think about. For that matter, where the hell is Coulson? He'd usually be taking this time to recommend old-fashioned hangover cures.]
Make sure no one peeked inside the mystery box?
[That sounds like a whole lot of not her job, but since she became a civilian, she hasn't been in the habit of cashing cheques without asking questions. She'd be interested to know what they're hauling.]