"Don't worry, the fire's under control", Jon replied. The weapons were already boarding back on.

Camps? Living out our lives as honey slaves to the engine room. As I reached the weapons console being down was actually helpful, as the figure continued. “That’s a shame, I guess I'll go home now and get their things sorted.

Done with mine. I just can't seem to recall that! I think it was running, I'd have to divert power. Someone's going to reboot the reactor.", I said down.