"Cool, thanks!" And off she goes exploring.

The ship's a lot smaller than the one she was on previously, but it's also built for the comfort of its crew. There's a two story greenhouse with an elevated exercise track, and a rec room with a VR set up and an exercise panel with modular machines, and a minor projects lab she can go into with a 3D printer, and a cafeteria that actually pays any attention to aesthetics and acoustics.

Ooh, they still have 3d printers in the cool spaceship future! She'll tinker around a bit, try to get the hang of all the cool future gadgets. And the greenhouse is more attractive than she normally considers greenhouses to be, after this long in the void.

There's some pre-programmed things - the 3D printer has an attachment for melting stuff down, and apparently it's pretty popular to use to make game pieces as well as actual tools, given its catalog - and it can accept design files. 

She decides against actually printing anything, since she doesn't know the policy on using up consumables, but she has a nice time reading the manuals for things and hanging around the greenhouse and eating with whoever is in the cafeteria and doesn't look like they'll mind company. And soon enough it's time to move on.

The policy that gets relayed to her is that these materials over here are okay to use, but she should melt down whatever she's made at the end of the day, and if she wants something longer term she needs to put in a request.

The other crewmembers are mostly friendly, and even the ones that keep to themselves do so politely.

The ship moves on smoothly - it's faster than the old ship, too, able to get higher in hyperspace. The Captain stays busy until they've been in hyperspace for two full days, when her schedule clears enough she can afford to spend more time among her crewmembers - especially making sure Margaret gets acclimated well.

Then, soon enough, they arrive at their destination.

Margaret acclimates just fine. She doesn't make any things she wants to keep, or any friends she wants to keep in touch with, but she has a pleasant time. Her feelings about becoming a spy settle from mostly nervousness to mostly determination, though the nervousness definitely doesn't go away entirely. Overall, it's a relief when they arrive and at least this stage of waiting is over.

Captain X gets everything settled when they arrive, then comes to find her.

"You ready?" she asks.

"Ready as I'll ever be," she says steadily, repairing a slightly stretched-out bit of lace where she was fidgeting with her sleeve.

"This way, then," she says, heading for the ship's exit.

Off she goes. Have they stopped at a planet this time, or another station?

A station, looks like - they'll be taking a shuttle down to the actual surface.

Yeah, this ship probably isn't built to be able to land. With shuttles so available, it makes a lot of sense to build your big ships in orbit and not worry about designing them for aerodynamics.

Captain X comes to sit by her on the ride down. "How's your journey been?"

"Pretty good! I'm finally starting to feel like I know how this world works and less like a lost tourist."

"That's a good first step. We might want to see if we can't get your education caught up, too - I bet our grade schools teach different things. At least get you grounded in history some..."

"History and also science, my knowledge of physics comes from when they thought FTL was impossible. Are there online classes I should be taking?" She's done this world's equivalent of wiki-walking on a number of topics, but nothing really systematic; it's been too long since she was in school.

"I should be able to find ones for you, yeah, and it'd be helpful for analyzing dangers and such to know more about our world."

Nod. "And presumably I'll need to learn a bunch of specialist stuff too."

"Generally, yes, though there's different levels you'd be able to help at, pretty much? I'd expect us to find a use for you pretty early in the educational modules."

"I definitely want to start being useful as soon as possible."

"Fortunately, we can accommodate that."

Margaret smiles and peers out the window, watching the planet approach and wondering how much longer it will take them to get down.

The descent is slow and controlled enough it might take them another half an hour at least.

She can watch the planet get bigger out her window, then. How densely populated does it look to be? She knows that with the profusion of earthlike planets out there, people haven't felt the need to crowd everywhere to the standards of her former home before spreading farther.