Sakura was on her way back from the mess hall, checking in to see who had shown up in there so far. Getting a rough headcount of people dragged into this crew quarters in miniature was a good focus for her tired brain, and kept her moving.

Spotting someone else in the hall, she pulled her lips up into a smile and lifted her hand to wave. "Hello? Looks like you've been pulled over here too. My name's Sakura, and I've been trying to direct people into stopping in at the mess hall we've got here so we can get a rough idea of how many of us there are."

Which cut a lot to the chase, but she was in favor of the blunter approach. "Your omnicomm doesn't happen to be getting through to anyone?"