A captain always knows where his ship is. It's like a psychic bond." "If only we had a captain here.

No. She will never be queen.” She swayed toward him, and he felt like he was being encircled by a python, smothered and choked.

The doctor brushed past her and gestured at the holographic image that jutted from the netscreen. "Let me tell you what is peculiar about it" "I'd say 36.28 percent of it is pretty peculiar

Thorne blinked at her, then down at the sewage he could barely make out in the darkness. "Don't you have some tool in that fancy hand of yours that can get us across?" Cinder glared, light-headed from her body's instinctively short breaths. "Oh, wow, how could I have forgotten about my grappling hook?

I don’t see that her being cyborg is relevant.

He gaped at the controls. "Why is my ship talking back to me?

Keep your head in the clouds and your hands on the keyboard.