"You say that like worrying's got a switch to flip off," Nihlus puffs, the sound coming through as static from his helmet, but there's some amusement between the layers of his voice.

"You missed one clusterfuck of a fight," he says, watching her scroll through the network, tucking his tablet under an arm. "The Captains wanted us to vote on different plans instead of coming up with a ship-wide strategy. The Caducans decided it was better to die trying to murder everyone instead of trying to preserve some meager amount of their own civilization."

The entire ordeal was all flavors of brazen stupidity and the crew's own attempts at reigning things in were unfortunately built on shaky foundations.