Backwards. Well, it doesn't seem about ready to fly apart like old Peckhum's mirror satellites. But... "I wonder if the ship was intended to be long-range in the first place. It should've been running efficiently from the start."

She shakes her head, thoughts much more focused on letting her senses wander down a conduit than the immediate conversation. She's not really part of engineering on the ship, so it's uncertain just how much she can justify playing with systems. But if she's going to take responsibility, she's going to try her best.

Wait a second. That voice. Her focus snaps back to the corridor, her head coming around to stare at Leia. How'd she miss this earlier? Maybe she'll have to sit down and have some quality time combing through the ship directories.

"Mom!" There's some real joy in that single word.