As a response Jeff lifted his hands off the panels in front of him and grabbed mug and plate instead. âTake over for now. At least until Iâm done with breakfast.â
He didnât usually like taking his eyes off the continuous readouts on his screen, but for now he had to. Avoidance of stabbing himself or pouring hot liquid all over his lap took priority. Thatâs why before heâd tried not to eat in the cockpit. Too much distraction. But with his beach ball sized co-pilot, he didnât have to stick to that bit of his training all the time. (The Alliance had way too many regs for piloting anyway. Not much room for fun.)
He took another gulp of his still hot coffee. That reminded him of something. âHey EDI, when we get closer check for residual heat-emissions of other ships in the area. If our target is as abandoned as it seems, they mightâve left a trail for us to follow in their next ship . The sooner we find it, the better!â
The blue hologram flashed brightly with the sound of EDI's voice. "Very well. I will return the controls once you've finished."
EDI ensured all flight related systems were under her control for the moment and continued moving the ship forwards at a steady drift. The Normandy moved quickly and quietly, which would come in handy if the batarians decided to leave anyone behind to make sure no one came after them. That, of course, was assuming they didn't see them coming. In any event, the ship would arrive at the abandoned site soon enough.
"Noted," EDI replied, speaking up again at Jeff's suggestion. "Setting a search to start when we approach the abandoned ship. I will also scan the ship for clues they may have left in their haste." Tasks to be saved for later, but EDI filed them into a queue to activate upon arrival.
