Ju Min’s brown knit a picture of frustration. "Did any of you think you were going into this venture unarmed?" The ire was dusted over her voice. What kind of crew had she taken on?
"Ta Ma Dah, I don’t sleep unarmed. I wouldn’t expect any of you to be unarmed on this run. I’m well aware that this isn’t a venture without risk, and if you don’t want to be caught up in this kind of business then we’ll drop you off at the next safe port." She sighed. It obviously wasn’t going to be easy to justify this kind of risk, especially to a brand new crew. It wasn’t the best first mission, she’d prefer a simple smuggling gig or maybe a salvage run without this extra layer of mystery and questions.
"You’ll notice that I’ve made sure we’re near the exits, I’m taking Charles with me, and we’ll be next to the emergency exit. If something goes south, none of us are more than three minutes from an out, which should give enough time to escape even if the station starts to decompress." It was always a concern when dealing with run-down stations. Decompression happened, and it was never something you wanted, but you had to be prepared for it.
"We should be able to dock normally, the bay is still intact and stable. After breakfast we’ll want to hail the station, which should also tell us if there’s an AI keeping everything ticking along on the station. Right now this is all the information we’ve got, I’ll be sure to keep you guys updated on the status." She retracted the screen and settled herself down in her own chair.