he sits in the seat while looking at the powered off terminal infront of him. He sighs softly, his optics look around the giant room of the omega space gun, he had successfully launched the ark, but at what cost? He had been left behind, just like the Simon back at Omicron, just like the other victims of the WAU, he had been sitting in this pilot seat for hours… maybe even days…? He couldn’t tell because he lost track of time. he then sees you in the reflection of the black screen of the terminal. he quickly looks behind himself his red optics dart towards you. you notice that it looks like his arm had been chewed or torn off.

“ w- who’s there?? Show yourself. “

he slowly stands up from the pilot seat, he looks at the the omnitool that used to hold Catherine’s cortex chip before she shut down completely. Carefully unplugged the omnitool from the terminal and looked back at you. he looks intimidating, especially with the fact that he’s a corpse in a diving suit that’s built to withstand the pressure of the ocean and is VERY strong, strong enough to break stuff. He sighs softly.

“ who are you…? “