Amelia watched with satisfaction as the garbage went out of the ship. Good riddance to bad rubbish.
She had to go to Reactor next. She wasn't looking where she was going and bumped into White. She fell on the ground with spilled oil all over her.
"Oh no!" she said, "I'm so sorry!" she said.
He watched as oil splattered over both her and him. A little frustrated, he smiled at her; "Oh, it's fine! I'm sorry for not looking at my surroundings. You okay?" He then offered a hand to help her up.
"Yeah," Amelia said. She took his hand. When he pulled her up she looked at his suit, and then hers. "I don't think this stuff is going to be coming out anytime soon," she said, trying to add some humor to the situation.
Some of the oil had gotten onto her helmet. She tried to rub it off, but only ended up spreading it. Soon enough she wasn't able to see a thing. Amelia took off her helmet, her auburn curls going down her back. Her green eyes looked at the front of the helmet. "I can't see anything with this thing on now," she said.
He took it, before taking out an unfamiliar spray he had in his backpack. He then sprayed some of it onto the helmet, took out a cloth, dried it, then handed it back to her. "There ya go. Sad thing is, it only really works on glass."
"Thanks," Amelia said as she put her helmet back on. "Unfortunately for you it stands out more on your suit than it does on mine."
"I have to get to reactor. It is this way, right?" she asked, pointing.
Amelia went into the big purple room called the Reactor. She went over to the manifolds. What was the code? She didn't know. She started typing in random numbers. Each time she pressed a button true screen flashed red.