In the room he’d discover the Draconic Sith woman sitting with her legs crossed one over the other in the middle while all around her a fairly decent looking room acted as her surroundings. It seems that she had taken an intact room of the ship and remodeled it to be living quarters, with life support systems, a bed, refrigeration unit, and other amenities.
That minimalist lifestyle, it helped her meditate with all that empty space and lack of distractions, being so deep in thought and having pondered for quite some time now, she felt on the verge of discovering something new, something that could enhance her power even further! She just… had… to… rea—
she’d jump in panic from the voice and have her concentration completely snap as she shouted in surprise
“Ay! Who’s there?! I know for a fact I can’t be schizophrenic yet!”
Her eyes scanned the room as she tried to find the source of the voice, though should it be hostile, she wouldn’t hesitate to cleave it in half. She was a kind of shoot first ask questions later sort of gal