First Aid walked along the halls of the Lost Light. His pedes making nearly no noise against the metal interior of the ship. His optics scanned the halls briefly before turning the corner and heading towards a more secluded part of the ship. As he entered the room, quietly opening the door, he took a seat down. It was a small place, a bit quiet. It had a nice view of the outside space, a few stars were twinkling just a reach away. First Aid stared out a little absent mindedly, only snapping back to attention as the door opened.