[ She's more active at night by a general rule, but since she's been taking the supplements from the captains, her sleeping hours have been off by far. Being able to go out in sunlight for even a short amount of time is a miracle, one she's too grateful, even if it means she's lost the 'normalcy' of an eight or ten hour sleep during the day. She's finished her shift in the medbay, still overused from the injuries and deaths they've suffered, and has found herself a little corner of the observation deck to sit by herself, earbuds in, and listen to music while she looks at what's left of their little carnage hole. What a fucking crazy couple of days.

Not many people are up and those that are aren't doing much, maybe working. Not skulking the halls. She's a little surprised when an aura comes into view, more so when she realizes who it is. Ava's still frustrated, less so than a few days ago now that the intrusive thoughts are mostly gone, but she doesn't ignore him when he passes by. ]

There's this thing called "sleeping" that people do at this time of night. You know, when it's dark, it's time to lay down? Or is it super backwards in your time?