The single bed in the corner is the only clear spot in the room. The rest of the room is stacked high with a graveyard of dead electrical equipment, in various states of repair, and engineering journals and magazines. The only other pieces of furniture are a wardrobe, a desk and rather rickety looking chair. The wardrobe is mostly full of uniforms, but has shelves down one side that are full of comfortable casual clothes. The uniforms are carefully hung, the rest of the clothes are more haphazardly stored.

The desk has an engineer’s tool kit, a computer, and a mess of paperwork on it. Some of the papers are official from her duties in the Colonial fleet, others are scribbled circuit and engineering diagrams. Engineering journals lie open at pages of interest and others are stacked, book marked. Amongst the clutter, half hidden by the papers, is a picture in a dark wood frame of Jena and her three brothers, arms around each other’s shoulders, all smiling at the camera. It looks as if it was taken a few years ago.