Alex was really confused. Two people on board were possibly dead, so he figured safety was the most important thing. Getting people together against whatever was going on. He had just learned yesterday the sun was all out of wack, now there were dead people and no crew. Other people were going to start getting paranoid, if they weren't already. Tucking in and defending themselves and the ones they love. Which Alex was tempted to do with his own family, but he knew that wouldn't help anybody else on board.
"Let's secure the weapons first, so nobody panics. Then take care of the body, then inform everyone of what is going on." Alexander said, wondering if anybody was going to listen. He hoped that bodies wouldn't start piling up. Really, really hoped. When people were cornered, they weren't much different from animals. This ship could turn into a slaughter fest all too quickly, like too many rats pressed into a small space.