exosolar my brain is finally coming back online. open ship positions, because ships are cool. people he's hung out with in his time on the station - friends, neighbours, clients, that person he keeps running into and they both keep going in the same direction to move around each other which ends up looking like a weird little dance and then they laugh awkwardly because, wow that was embarrassing. again. see you again next week? kbye. oh, and people from the cult he grew up in that will be all 'wait, aren't you dead?!' drama.