OOM: Sim Room
It's not the same as running sim flights, but tinkering with them - specifically the one Wash provided - at least keeps her hands and mind busy. So, Jaina sits on the floor, biting down on her lip as she attempts to reconfigure a panel in the lower half of the simulator. Her leg is propped up on a pillow, making her position slightly more awkward than she'd prefer.
But it doesn't detract from her work as much as she originally thought it would. It's easy to get lost in the circuitry and wires of the flight simulator. Even after coming to conclusions, she's still doubtful. And hesitant.
She wants to be a good wife, but when it comes down to it, Jaina's still not sure she knows how. Or how to approach the subject with Jagged, especially when things are so strained between them. It's never been this hard to talk to him. Never.
With a small sigh, Jaina continues working on the sim. Mabye it'll be easier if she just stops thinking everything over for a while.
But it doesn't detract from her work as much as she originally thought it would. It's easy to get lost in the circuitry and wires of the flight simulator. Even after coming to conclusions, she's still doubtful. And hesitant.
She wants to be a good wife, but when it comes down to it, Jaina's still not sure she knows how. Or how to approach the subject with Jagged, especially when things are so strained between them. It's never been this hard to talk to him. Never.
With a small sigh, Jaina continues working on the sim. Mabye it'll be easier if she just stops thinking everything over for a while.