"Maybe," Jack laughed, as though he hadn't just suffocated in his ship not ten minutes prior. He took a few steps and shook off the last of the nausea, taking a few deep breaths to settle the whirling in his head before turning back to the entrance to his ship.

"You don't have an emyne spanner kicking around, by chance?" he asked. He suspected he knew what the problem was but to get his ship back online, Jack would have to trace many of the circuit lines individually and that would take some time.