It's really something, the view. Completely different from the Net which brought order to what should be chaos. Space seemed a lot more like the Web, a storm of data whirling every which way. Electricity and currents snapping and colliding in vibrant swirls. It's environment was hostile, but he'd had some moments just like their Captain was having now.

He tipped his head, scanned the interior but stayed put at the threshold. "Ran a full scan of the ship's systems. Nothing suspicious was found, just the expected fallout." There was a nano or two before he crossed his arms over his chest, and offered, "looking for trouble? I'm no Mouse, but I can code in some armor if it's got you concerned."