Hmph. "That sounds annoying as hell," he mutters, more to himself than anything. Talking to all the numbers on that list at once isn't something he wants to do, but he can see the value of it.

He rubs the back of his neck and nods as he glances up the hallway, thinking back to the message before. Goddamnit he wants a cigarette to think over, he's convinced it would help.

"We're passengers...so some kinda ship." Right?