The noise made Miranda pause over the drawer she'd been rifling through in a scavenging attempt. Her enhanced eyesight was either gone or useless in this place, and she had no candle or biotics to light the way.

She'd seen, from the corner of her eye, something man-shaped. The voice sounded human enough, but that meant as little here as it did in her own galaxy. It could just be waiting to eat her. She took a few steps backward, toward where she'd seen a loose board resting against a wall.

In a purposefully light voice she says, "Hello, Dorian."