"We're about a minute or two behind," Gaz said, "so we're still pretty close on 'er tail."
Gaz leaned over to the comm. "How's she holdin' up, Fletch?"
"Excellent," Fletch replied, "the engine modifications are doing their job."
"Ol' Morgan knew his stuff," Gaz commented. Then an idea came to her.
"Anyone fancy tryin' somthin'?" Gaz asked. "Morgan's rumored to have done somethin' similar. We're about as close to that ship as we're gonna get, which is pretty close considerin'."
"What are you babbling about?" Fletch asked.
"Who fancies tryin' to blow a hole in her engine?" Gaz asks. "This she can handle it, Fletch?"
There was a pause, Gaz knew Fletch was checking computers.
"Aye," he replied, "she should hold up fine."