Oh, good, she's not going to be stuck here by herself for all eternity. Peridot perches herself on the now useless control panel and lifts her shoulders in a shrug, "I believe so - that's what the data files seemed to indicate. We have a long wait ahead of us..."

She frowns, "I might be able to get this thing started when it gets lighter. I'd rather not go crawling around on the hull right now, though. What kind of idiot gave us equipment that fails as soon as there's some sort of weird energy pulse, anyway? Sounds like typical humans..."