Ju Min rolled her eyes. Typical Alliance, what else did he expect her to have? Multiple EVA suits, a mining probe, sure, it’d be nice to have a cook too, but there were certain things that a smuggler’s salary did not permit one to keep on board.
"Chuck, this isn’t the Alliance. We don’t have mining probes on standby here." She bit her thumb. It wasn’t going to be worth risking exposing everyone to whatever this gas was. She counted off on her fingers for a moment. She might have just enough. Barely. Kiran, Zasha, Charles, Monty, Herself. She might have just enough of them.
"We’ll use the SCBAs. I have a few kicking around the ship." She wasn’t entirely sure about putting this many resources into a new crew, but she wasn’t going to have a crew if she didn’t.
"I’ll have them ready at the airlock. Monty, dock the Qi, but keep the airlock sealed until we’re all ready to go." She stepped off the Bridge and headed for the elevator.