Joe led Sasha upwards, towards the top deck of the ship. She kept a hold on the belt of his suit, the only way she could follow him without getting lost. He was relying on his years as captain of the Panther to find his way and it was still tough going.
“Why up?” she gasped.
“We’ll get a better view of the cargo from above. I’m guessing that whatever this thing is it’ll be easier to spot from there. Then we can work out what to do with it.”
“Alright. I wish we could use the lifts.”
“You can, if you want. Who knows where you’d end up. Probably a long way from where you wanted to be.”
“Yeah… forget I mentioned it. How much further?”
“Two more decks.”
“Oh good. Just two more decks.”
Joe laughed. “You need to get more exercise!”
“I’m always telling myself that,” she replied.
