The sight was a bit confusing and she tried to wipe the sleepy haze from her mind. Sitting up straight in her seat, she looked around to see Jarred sitting in the seat to Ethan’s left, apparently guiding him through the use of the vessel’s controls. Taking a moment to focus her thoughts, she looked out the front viewport and instantly realized that they were still in flight, seeing an endless blue sky, small wisps of clouds passing by now and then. They must have entered into Solta’s atmosphere while she was dozing. She sat up suddenly, a greater revelation hitting her as she realized that her little brother was actually the one flying the ship. “That’s right,” Jarred was saying, encouragingly. “You’re getting it.” Elora jerked her head back over to Jarred and Ethan and saw her brother smile faintly at his own progress, a look of determined concentration on his face. “You’re a natural,” Jarred proclaimed, glancing back to see that Elora was awake and watching them both.
