Well, there was the mass murder and arson. Maybe theft, too. [she shrugs.] You know, the usual things you do on an abandoned space station. Though I must admit, for once I'm finding the murder part inconvenient.

[a beat. she's aware of how insane that sounds to Other People who aren't used to the shit aurelia usually puts up with in her home star system.]

Anyway, I'll offer you an escort, possibly a lift back to the transporter if you promise not to have a heart attack along the way.