Sarah was newly disturbed at the sight of the new arrival—a tall man who was covered in a lot of blood. Surely most of it was not his own, or he would be dead. The tech hated to think of what had happened to him, but clearly at least one person had died violently near him during the crash.<br/><br/>She tried to put all that out of her mind, and looked to Richard. “I have a comm, but I suppose any talk of organizing at this point is begging the question of who is supposed to be in charge in an emergency like this? And whether that person is alive. I have to admit, I have no idea.<br/><br/>“I do know there are some temporary, pre-fab living structures aboard the ship. Hopefully everyone’s immediate need for food, water, and shelter can be met by what we have at hand. I suppose it’s best for people to stick to their specialties—there must be some medical personnel still alive who can tend to the wounded, or at the very least people who can handle first aid. As for the two of us, I’m still hoping we can help prevent further damage or system failures on the ship. Hopefully there is still enough equipment functioning here for us to build a self-sustaining, modern colony as was originally intended.”