She handed it off, glad to have her arms free.
"To think, that little sample could be the key to our freedom. I still can't believe we actually might have a shot this time."
The entry room of the ship wasn't much to write home about. A sniper rifle leaned against one wall. Close to it was a shelf that held a wide variety of ammunition types. On the other wall were two curved short swords, hung in a crossed position. There also seemed to be a space for a larger weapon to hang, though it was vacant.
"To be honest I don't remember much. Some weird light scanned over the ship. Then a little bit later the whole thing shook. I must'a hit my head on something 'cause I can't remember seeing anything after that. But I remember hearing sounds of a fight... Next thing I knew I woke up in here."
"And that's assuming they want anything to do with this in the first place."