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Artyom was industriously working in what could be called the ship's robotics lab. To be more specific, it was little more than a spare room the bio-android had declared as his and filled it with all manner of useful spare parts to work on, a couple of which he had to give up in order to help finish system repairs to the Middleman. The rest of the crew might've been pretty shocked at such bold behaviour from a bio-android, were it not for the whole "fleeing for our very lives" situation going down currently.

Wondering how the crew was holding up after the worst of their ordeal was over, Artyom decided to send out one of his drones to patrol the ship. Each drone was round in shape, about the size of a human head and had a single green eye. They had proven to be invaluable during the running repairs that had to be made to the ship, being able to drastically lighten the workload for the skeleton crew.

Artyom continued working on a little project of his for a while longer, at the same time looking through the drone's vision and moving it through the ship. He could've sent a small group of them on patrol, but owing to the current lack of shipboard emergencies there really was no need. The drone checked each room before pressing onward to the next. Engines, kitchen, gun deck, armoury, its gaze swept across them all, checking for anything that was amiss.

When the drone arrived at the ship's cockpit, Artyom could see that their leader was in dire need of some rest. The drone moved a little closer so that it could get the attention of the co-pilot, if not Kanro himself. Since he couldn't find any speech circuits for remote communication for the drones, the bio-android had to resort to using the drone to give a few meaningful looks from pilot to co-pilot, indicating that they should probably switch places. With that done, the drone left to continue its patrol down the medical bay, and any other rooms it might have missed out.