Someone must have a head count. It might be good to know how many people are here from other worlds, and what they can do. How long they've been here, maybe.

[ But then they're at Red Wings, and she's glancing around. It doesn't look too much different from the bars she's known. Nicer than Pallas for sure, maybe on par with Ceres. She smiles faintly. ]

Finally something familiar.