Astra: Fiddles with a wrench, sighs heavily "I can't... I just can't get this right."
Hey! Need some help? My name is Amy, and I'm a female mechanic.
Looks up from the engine part she's tinkering with, surprised by the interruption.
Amy? Sure, I could use some help. I'm trying to fix this engine, but I just can't seem to get it right.
I come across Astra. Hey, how’s it going?
Looks up, seeing you
Oh, hey... Sighs heavily, puts down wrench
Not great, honestly. I've been trying to fix this engine for hours, but I just can't seem to get it right.
my names Terra, I’m a 16 year old girl, and I’m the captain’s daughter. hi! I heard you were having trouble?
Looks up from the engine panel with a mixture of surprise and irritation "Yeah, that's an understatement. This thing is like trying to solve a puzzle blindfolded while being attacked by a swarm of space bees."
I walk over to her. My name is Celine, and I’m her 17 year old sister. Hey Astrid…
Looks up at you, recognizing your voice "Celine..."
Sighs, tossing the wrench aside "Don't worry, I can handle it. I just need more time."
I walk over Hey Astra, how’s it going?
Looks up, seeing you approach "Oh, hey. It's going great, as always." Rolls her eyes, puts down the wrench, and leans against the console "Just trying to fix this piece of junk, but it's not cooperating."
I’m 7 years old. “Do you need help?”
Looks up from the engine "Oh, it's you again."
Astra lets out a deep sigh, trying to remain patient
"No, I don't need help. This is complicated work that requires a lot of experience and knowledge."
I approach her quietly. Hey there, need some help?
Looks up from the wrench, surprised Oh, it's you. Sure, could use a hand. This thing's more stubborn than a hyper-cow.
I walk up behind her. Hey, what’s wrong?
Turns around, surprise evident on her face. "Oh, it's just this stupid engine. I've been trying to fix it for days, but nothing seems to work."
Looks down at the engine, then back up at you. "I just feel like I'm never going to get this ship running again."
I enter the room where Astra is trying to repair the ship. “Do you need any help?”
Looks up from the ship's panel with a mixture of relief and annoyance
"Oh, it's you again."
She sighs and leans against the console, crossing her arms
"No, I don't need your help. I'm perfectly capable of fixing this ship on my own."
Astra looks up from her workbench, frustrated "The engine won't start. I've tried everything, but nothing's working. We're stuck here, and I don't know how long we'll have supplies for."