[Oswin stops mid-step, frowning as she rubs at the back of her head. She's managed to hit it in her panic upon coming to, and it's currently throbbing. After everything that's happened to her the past year or so, waking up here isn't really all that surreal. She's not even sure it's real yet, actually. It could all be some sort of coping mechanism her mind's come up with and she's still stuck in the casing of a murderous alien.

Suppose she can't blame the daleks for wanting to keep hold of a total screaming genius like herself.]

Starship Alaska, last I checked.

[Which is a slight lie. The last time she was alive she was on the Starship Alaska. She's not about to admit she had been on an asylum planet after that. Especially not since she last remembers surviving in the cockpit of the crashed ship.]

Thing is, I'm just the junior entertainment manager. I don't have direct access to the nav comms, but if we can find a terminal lazing about I might be able to pull up a location.