The medical lab was dead silent, the seated android inside focused solely on his computer teriminal. The speed with which Andreas was both reading at was beyond what any human could pull off. He was going through medical reports of each crew member, he had requested one from each of them when he joined, he wasn't certain how much of the reports had actual information or how much was missing. Humans were strange like that sometimes, didn't want things to be known, even to the resident medic.

The most interesting profile was of the terribly disfigured engineer, it was remarkable how much the human body could withstand, also how advanced medical science was that he was able to live a normal life after withstanding such terrible injuries. In past times, a man such as him would have been shunned by the public, just by appearance. Andreas would do no such thing, just keep a closer eye on the man, medically speaking. Another of the women on the ship was also disfigured by burns, perhaps she would be able to share a sense of camaraderie with the burnt man.

The other one which peaked his interest was the other android, Cyl, a female. Andreas had spoken few words to her, though he was curious about her. He wondered how much different she was from him, maybe she possessed less programmed features, or had even abandoned all. As for the medical sense, he would be able to do very little if she was damaged, he fixed up organics, not fellow sentient. His knowledge on that was limited. 

He had noted key details from each of the profiles and as such closed the reports then locked the terminal. Andreas didn't actually think anyone would other than himself would try to access it, but it was a habit which was programmed into him. He had never asked why such a thing was put into him, but he deduced it was because medical information could be valuable. If one with ill intent were to acquire such info, then they could possibly abuse it.

With his attention turned away from the computer his eyes wandered to the window behind him, it give him a view of the outside of the ship. It was often outer space, which interested the android. There was so much to see and learn, millions, more likely billions of worlds each with their own unique features. The thought of exploring at least some it made him smile, if such a thing was possibly towards the end of his short lifespan. 

This time the view was not just the darkness of space, rather it was Harkon Station, an artificial platform, it reminded him of a different one he had lived on a short time ago. Andreas' gaze stayed on the station as they approached it, his mind loading with past memories, not sure what he was meant to feel from them.