Achieng was anxious. This was no longer the mission she'd signed up for. If something had killed the whole planet, then what chance did she have against that kind of thing? She had only had enough training on her homeworld to defend herself, and that was in water. What could she do here? If there were survivors, of course she would counsel them, and help them through the trauma.

Unfortunately, that seemed like a very large 'if' at this point.

Not wanting to succumb to her thoughts, she went down several decks in the ship. Her room was marked with her name and title, and she scanned her ID to get in. Inside was a large, low-lit tank of water, that took the majority of the space. It was partially set into the floor, and she saw what looked like furnishings inside. She rolled her tank up to the side, and pressed a small button that raised the water basin up, and opened it. Achieng pulled herself from the basin, and slid gratefully into the opening at the top. It closed after she ended, and she exhaled bubbles, relaxing as the familiar pressure of the water settled around her.

Maybe now she could relax. She took her time swimming her dwellings, end to end. Checking all the furnishings, she found them nice, if a bit bland in color. Settling onto the bed, she let her orange and black fin drift in the low current created by the tank's generator.