It's strange how a holiday cruise liner needs such strict security.
When neither Gil nor Gwenvere saw fit to comment, I refocused my attention on the hatch where the four-member boarding party were waiting to be let in. Though according to the exterior video footage, it seemed Captain Baltar wasn't one of them.
We need their assistance. I repeated that line to myself several times before releasing the lock. And, the moment I did, their Trixium cables dropped down and became rigid as they fused to the floor. Then I heard the clicking of their harnesses as they latched on.
That's weird; why aren't they just walking? Do they assume I'm about to yank the ship away and kill everyone?
Each party member seemed to be checking instruments on their pressurised armour, and with a grunt of satisfaction, one of them removed their helmet. However, we both hissed as our eyes met. The other members were taken aback too.
