[so she wasn't the first. but if that's two people now, who's to say that there won't be a third? that it won't be one of them. arriving here, only to lose apollo straight after isn't something he thinks he'll be able to deal with. not after all those months he's already spent away from his husband.

if he's completely honest though, he knows that he's taking this all a little more calmly than he would back home. he's been trapped before, has been toyed with, both physically and mentally. but knowing that apollo has already been here for a month, he's doing his best to keep his anger at bay. it's something cold and dark inside him that he's not ready to visit until long after he and apollo have finished talking. finished touring the station. something he'll unleash when he's alone again and able to take those frustrations out without having to concern himself with hurting somebody in the process.

so instead, it's calm silence as he follows on to the elevator, continuing his slow perusal of the walls. the doors. as he lets his fingers occasionally drift close enough to metal to scrape along its rough edges.]

Marie Celeste. [another crew abandoning ship for no apparent reason. except this time that isn't the end of the story.] Guess they're looking for a new crew. Though it probably would've helped if they'd just asked first. [a beat and--]

Can we get to the control room? Take a look and see where we are.