Dhianeila figured not many people would be wandering around the area, so she decided to, for a while at least, stay there to focus herself on the battle outside. She moved through the spacewalk first, seeing with her own eyes rather than her projection, the view of the battle around her. Ohm and mecha and the occasional Bellcross in swirls of colors and lights, lasers and explosions that dwarfed the pinpricks of light the stars made on the dark background of space. The saddest part, to the young woman, was that at the speeds and distances many of them were, you couldn't tell Ohm from mech from GIA ship. All it was was simply fighting. Fighting that she hoped so desperately would come to an end, soon.

That was why she had to do her job, as well.

She entered Hydroponics, not too far a distance away from the space-walk. It was a comforting place to her. Silent and peaceful and smelling of a planet - almost as if she were home on Dewey. It would be a good place to rest herself, and focus to move her consciousness outside into the battle, to attempt to make contact with the Ohm once again. Thankfully, none were close to Stacy herself (yet), but that just meant more concentration on her part. But she was ready. The sights outside alone were proof enough of how important it was.

She walked over to a bush, gently running a hand over a piece of fruit that grew from it as she thought, trying to calm herself. Prepare herself.