AN: For those of you who thought I was finished, I'm not! I'm not!

Seeing the Sights is finished, but I am far from done! Nothing keeps me down. Except a lack of sleep, and depressing songs.

So, here's another (much shorter) chapter for y'all.

Like This: Like Turning on a Light

The Legacy sails into space, gliding through the cool air of space like a leaf on water. Delbert watches from the ships starboard side, leaning over as far as the space suit allows him, eyes glittering with excitement. He can't imagine what this journey will bring...what he could discover. He's interrupted by a polite cough from behind him, and he turns to see the ship's first mate, Mr. Arrow standing before him. He grins nervously.

"Ah, er, h-hello," he stammers. "I was...I was just looking at the view."

The tall, intimidating man walks until he is leaning over the rail, and a small smile crosses his crinkled, rocky features.

"The Captain wanted to speak with you, in her stateroom. She also said that it would be much easier on her eyes if you changed into attire from the last two decades, instead of that medieval suit."

He feels his insides twist in an unpleansant way, and he sighs. He's not been on this ship three hours, and already he can't stand this woman. He imagines she's not much younger than he is, but for some reason, her engergy and confidence makes him feel older. He despises her attitude, and her snappy retorts.

"Is...is she always..." he mutters, leaning over the railing next to the first mate. "...always so...so..." At this, he lets out a cry of infuriation. Arrow chuckles.

"That is exactly what I wondered at first, too," he says, tracing lines in the wooden rail. "She is undoubtedly the best captain I've ever known, but she is...she's difficult to understand, I should say. You will get used to it, I'm sure, Doctor. She seems to like you."

He walks away after that, leaving Delbert to wonder exactly where the man had gotten his information. Had he not seen the captain calling him imbecillic? Or insulting his attire?

Just thinking about made him angry, and he stormed into his small cabin with all the force of a small hurricane, ripping open his suitcase and changing quickly, smoothing back his hair carelessly. He knocked on her door three minutes later, and it swung open to reveal the captain sitting back in her chair at her desk, examining her finely manicured nails. She doesn't look up.

"So, I see you decided to show up, Doctor. Lovely. You certainly exceeded my expectations."

He sits and bites his tongue. He has decided to hate her, but knows not to argue with her. She is the captain, and he can tell from looking at her that she is not pleasant when angry. He simply gives her a quick nod, and a few seconds of eye contact, then returns his gaze to the shining surface of her desk. There is silence and she drums her nails on the papers in front of her for a few seconds before clearing her throat, and standing to pace as she talks. He braces himself for a lecture.

"Doctor," she begins, and there's something tight about her voice that he finds odd. "I believe that I may have come across to you as intimidating, or difficult. I do not mean to be rude to my employers and I...apologize if I offended you. We have to work in close proximity to one another throughout this voyage, as you may know, and I would detest having to fight with you on every thing. I believe would should start this over, perhaps?" She holds out a hand.

He frowns. He can't tell if she's serious or not, but he doesn't want to believe she's lying. He slowly takes her hand, and they shake. She smiles a quick, satisfied smile, and then returns to her seat. He frowns.

"Is that all?"

She looks up, and nods. "Yes, I believe so. Enjoy the rest of the day, Doctor. Tomorrow I will need your help in charting our course of action for the next few weeks. I heard that you are an astrophsyicist, so I assumed you would know a few things about that sort of work. It will give you something to do."

"Ah, yes," he stammers. "Th-that's right. Well, then, I'll, ah, be going."

"Yes. Very good to speak with you, I am glad we could come to an agreement."

He leaves with the burning desire to run to Mr. Arrow and tell him that he understand what he means now. Captain Amelia is the most complicated thing he's ever encountered.