-[@Zyngard] & [@Hokum]-

Pirila sighed as Cuna struggled to keep in the swears. It was rather... annoying, but it was probably the best Pirila was gonna get from the stranger. Still, he seemed to refuse to admit that he was an addict of sorts.

"Well, I have absolutely no idea what a 'space portal' or a 'spaceship' is if I have to be really honest. I won't hate you if you admit to having been under influence of some substance, you know?"

Then, a knock on the door. Today was apparently shaping up to be a weird day. First the swear-happy Cuna, and now some weirdo demanding for the door to be opened in his name. Either there was another addict, a raider or some other crazy person on the other side. Sighing, she moved to the door.

"Look, I'm not sure how 'peaceful' you actually are, or how you're not suffering from the ash, but I'm not opening the door since it's too risky. Come back tomorrow or something, or never if you're a raider."

She knew that, if there really were raiders on the other side, they wouldn't follow her request to never return. Still, she wasn't planning on opening the door anytime soon. And even if they weren't raiders, the risk of exposing those inside to the storm made keeping the door closed and easy decision.

And on the off-chance that it wouldn't be lethal it would still result in people being less trusting of the Station's security.