[ Fry doesn't know much at all about what's going on back where he's from. But she knew Shepard, knew bits and pieces about the technology from their world, and knew that Shepard was still close enough to Earth to travel their comfortably.

It's different where she's from, even if large starships like that sound vaguely familiar -- something whispered about, towering monuments on worlds that hadn't been dead the last time anyone had looked. (Necromongers, though she doesn't know the word or Riddick's connection to them. She had died before that.) ]

In case you hadn't noticed, none of the stars around here are familiar. Not to me, not to anyone else from space on board this ship, and that included Shepard. Navigation is fucked, we have no idea how much time each jump takes or where we'll be the next time each happens, and we sure as hell don't have enough fuel to get in the shuttles and leave or else we'd have done that already. You might not believe any of the people on here about how time works, but I'm going to assume you know how to read fuel levels. What were you going to run it on, sheer stubbornness? Because that doesn't actually work.