“The object! The satellite we collided with! Follow it! I need it!” he commanded the onboard computer. Instead of responding immediately to his command, the computer continued its damage report. It was unfortunate that Aidan wasn’t technical minded enough, or familiar enough with interstellar craft, to understand a word of it. “Is the ship capable of landing?” he demanded impatiently. “Unknown.” That response shook him. “What the hell do you mean by that? Are you suggesting we’re going to crash?” “Barring other breakdown from damaged navigational and landing equipment due to the impact, I believe I can achieve a controlled crash.” That didn’t sound good, Aidan decided. “Can you control it to crash close to the object we struck?” There was no point in worrying about repairing the damage to his ship, he reasoned, until they’d landed. It wasn’t as if he could repair anything quickly. Even with the computer’s assistance in repairs it was likely to take him a while to figure it out.
