I continue to weigh options. There are several dozen planets to be taken to should one fit. If one doesn't work I can window shop for another, so long as I'm welcome. This would set me on a new, but aimless path wherever I end up, at first. The path with direction, however. That's, well. The eventuality. There is the worry that I am meant to participate in this grand bullshit, even if I am taken to a new world. In that prospect, I may just be damning wherever I would choose to go. I could take initiative, scope the site and poking my nose where it doesn't belong. Or. I could play it myself, should I stumble upon the disk. I understand that that would make things considerably more difficult, but it's not like I'm chummy with minimum two others willing to bring me aboard. Not even playing the woe is me card, its an observation. I am an outlier, a cosmic wildcard. Had things transpired back aboard the ship, at least I'd have the members of the squad, or at the very least, Nate. But that ship sailed, quite literally. So.