God, just thinking about it gives her a headache. The scope of the whole thing is staggering, and on some level, yeah, York has to appreciate the intricacy of it all. But mostly, it just makes her feel like her chest is caving in whenever she thinks too hard about it.

She doesn't really look at Pax, just scrubbing at some spot on the bar with a rag. Gives her something to look at, at least.

"Y'know, showin' up here, I thought this place was better off than the last universe I was stuck in. Spent eight god damn months on a mostly vacant space station run by a crazy AI. I thought hey, here's a chance for an actual life, right? At least there's people here. Turns out this place is overrun by crazy AI, and they're not even waiting for us to fuck up before they come around to kill us. Just my luck, huh?"