"Maybe there will be." She's not sure what the look Jaina gives her means, but it seems to mean something. "We could use engineers, too."

She gestures vaguely to the corridor around them, with its lowered lighting. Some decent engineering could help the ship run a little more efficiently.

"I'm in navigation. It's not ideal, but they don't have much use for a senator here." Not since their abortive attempt to form some kind of governing body, anyway. As they reach Mero deck, Leia glances around. "Which one is your bunk?"