That'd be nice. Having a bunch of corpses lying around the ship is pretty unsettling, she has to admit. The pungent smell of blood that hangs in the air is already conjuring up some less than pleasant memories for the blond. The amnesia doesn't help any either. But she can keep it together. She has to.

Though, speaking of the amnesia- "Do you remember anything?" comes the quiet question as she ruffles through a leftover bag. She figures she might as well ask. It'd be nice to know that she isn't the only one with a gaping hole in her memory.