I did not know how to pilot a ship. As exalted guests, we Jiikorians expect to be ferried to our destinations, chauffeured at our whim, transportation at our beck and call. I suppose any of us could have piloted a ship in an emergency. But to set a course for a distant location and manage all operations required a level of expertise I felt I did not have. Normally if I found a deficit in my knowledge, I would travel to the system best-suited to educate me to fill that void. I would have spent years training to become a brilliantly proficient pilot. But I felt I did not have the luxury of that much time. So I spent the time instead in the Yar gardens, simulating the experience, drawing upon the collective knowledge of Jiikorians, half-blood and pure-blood alike. There wasn’t enough collective knowledge so I asked Jurig to teach me. He may have wondered why I wanted to know, but he indulged me just the same. I learned only how to fly his ship and not Yarian vessels, but I am resourceful and creative.
