"I'd appreciate that." she replies, taking a look around the corridor as they went along. "This place looks much nicer than the UD, that's for sure. Doesn't have any conduits or wiring hanging out every other meter." Commenting on the state of the carriers internals, her comment must have eluded to another ship or facility from her past. "There is certainly more space in the corridors here than that Hathor, I sometimes felt like I was walking through a Synth paste tube." She couldn't help but chuckle at her own comment, however, this was more of a show for the ship's captain. Siren didn't want to let the woman know how nervous she was,, as such, she had decided to play the giddy, excited role.
"Will the installation have a proper living space for my use? I'd prefer to spend my down time in a non medical environment." she asks after a brief silence. "The woman that recruited me, Valkyrie, told me that I would have a proper home, but since I joined, all I've had was an 8 month tour in deep space on that research boat." Siren knew that she wouldn't be handed a set of keys to a planeside home or given free rein on traveling to and from where ever she pleased at first. She knew that her crew whom shed grown to enjoy being around had been secretly keeping tabs on her and studying her mental state and personality. Even though it unnerved her at times as to how willingly she allowed all of this to happen, she knew she had to prove herself a trustworthy person for the Order to accept openly, and thus, she complied as best she could.
