Breeze didn't seem to care too much what happened to that clunker. She was safe, warm, and enjoying food. Oh, and not suffocating in the vacuum of space of being murdered by space pirates. That was good, too.

Whatever was attached to the derelict ship would have trouble pulsing electricity through it, given that it's, y'know, gutted of many expensive, vital components and thoroughly trashed. Many electric connections simply didn't exist before, circuits going nowhere and ending abruptly in frayed, sparking wires.