The rescue ship has a landing pod with three seats and one large equipment pocket. Pip can fly down beside it, inside his own little air bubble.
Tessa lays out a coil of sticky rescue rope and a folding sun mirror.
"Tower's dark," says Rolo. "We might need light."
"Moonquake," says Tessa. "We might need something to hold a repair together."
Both tools are useful. Only one fits beside the first-aid box, which stays aboard no matter what.
Rolo looks at you. "Your call, mission partner. I'll carry the sandwiches. This time in a box."