Cyn had been lingering on Copper-9 long before she took initiative on her plan. During this down-time, she took the time she had to be able to live what the Elliotts did not allow her to.

You're a straggler, and notice a slimy, black rod on the ground. It's quite long, and leads around a corner into some shelter.

Following the tendril, you find Cyn with a beer bottle in her hand and slumped over a box: giggling to herself.