Madison did her best to hover in place, but her best wasn't good enough in zero G. Instead, she was floating back to the person who'd ran into her in the first place. Fine. She started trying to 'swim' closer.

Personal space was for infants. Before Madison signed on, she'd been used to bicep clasp hugs, air kisses, casual touch to either disarm or threaten. She'd been doing that since she was a child, child stars were treated like anyone else was. Even the rules about schooling often went unenforced.

She glared at him. Science greens, so a nerd. She knew they were necessary, but that didn't mean they could get mouthy. "I'm sorry, I was busy adjusting to zero fucking G! What's your excuse?"