Assigned a ship? We don't even get a choice? I'm going to be on a ship with a cyclops and people who eat bees for snacks and not you! I'm not that lucky! Is there a complaint system? I'm--

[ this is a lot easier to deal with than focusing on the fact that her dead best friend is talking to her. honey lemon makes her escape from her eerily clean room, determined to find someone in management to speak to. ... is that how it worked??? the crew. ship. people. a person in charge.

but then he speaks again and her heart skips an uncomfortable beat. luckily the large windows that look out into the empty void of space serve as an appropriate distraction, giving her an out to not reply. ]

Woah.