William stared down at the administrator control panel.
" So. The SOS mechanism is completely unsalvageable. I cut off fresh oxygen flow to the cabin, redirected it here, cut the micro-gravity, and lowered the internal temperature as much as I could. We're already on emergency mode, but I've still only added about... fifteen more hours to our max survival time. We've also been blown pretty far off course..."
William slumped back into his arms.
" This sucks, Nova."
" Let's hope it doesn't get publicized."
" Well, terrorists love publicity, is the problem."
" My back still hurts."
They floated around together for a while.