"I heard about the cabins," Shepard nodded, "Haven't gotten a chance to go claim one for myself. What sort of furnishing do they have?" It took her a while to get used to softer beds once she'd been grounded, but she had gotten used to them, and so maybe she was hoping for one. Was that so much to ask? Maybe. Either way, she contemplated the room sizes. She thought out loud, "Maybe the ones with more bedrooms were meant for families." It seemed odd to have such a variety of rooms available.
It still didn't explain what happened to the people that might have been here before. If there was even anyone else before. The place looked pristine, untouched, and that made her wonder even more how they got their. Who was looking after the cryo pods? Was there anyone looking after the engines?
They came into a room and Shepard stepped back to take it in. Tables in the center that varied for number of occupants. The place looked like a mess hall from that, and when she glanced at the walls, she saw the pictures. She approached one that offered friend chicken and there were even milkshakes. Shepard smirked. Garrus and Tali. If you were only here now.
"So, they have a nice gallery of art about food," Shepard paused and scratched at her head absently. She reached out to touch the picture of the milkshake. The counter came to life and a moment later a milkshake sat ready for her. Shepard turned to look at the Doctor and then nodded to the milkshake, "Looks like we found food."