The Captain said, "Better check them, Johnny."
Johnny Nine left at a run to test the space suits.
It took him almost half an hour. When he came back, he was breathless.
"They tested, Captain!"
The Mate threw the sending switch.
"Pilot ship. Have suits. Repeat. Have suits."
"Look!" Johnny Nine cried. He was pointing to the Observation window. "See it, that little light. It's their ship!"
The three men looked.
They could see a moving finger of fire, like a tiny comet, except that its tail thrust sunward.
"Have located yur Ship, Flight One. We are making ready for the approach."