Riffraff kind of smiled at Sean when he started on about sleep. Poor guy did look dead on his feet. She knew that look - experienced it quite often herself. Of course, she rarely slept anyway as she was always working on something. But when he suggested sending someone at her, her shoulders hunched up around her ears and she looked distinctively put out by that idea, "My 'buddy' is a project in AI. I only brought him out for power purposes." Walter actually seemed to be paying attention as they spoke about him, eyes flicking between the two as much as a disembodied robot head could look around.
Anyway. Elevators. "I suppose I could from the security room... I'm not very good at working with people. That might be why I got fired from Sony." That was a big ass lie right there but technically part of the reason. "But uh... Depending on how permanently you want those lifts disabled, I could definitely do something."
"Although again... Pointing out that I'm staying on F deck unless you personally want to help sanitize and move." She'd gotten one of the upper staff staterooms instead of one of the lower ones because of her job. And oh how the move would literally be Hell.