There were often times when Celena wandered the living areas of the ship during the 'late' hours. She found it easier to think on the many topics that filled her mind after each day. As well as providing for the occasional interesting bit of information from those who chose to stroll about at night as well, for whatever particular purpose they saw fit.

It was such a night that saw her wander near silently into the art gallery, the fact that another occupied the gallery did not escape her attention as she wandered closer, not wishing to disturb them as they stopped before that peculiar inky statue. One that had quite interesting properties. Her sharp gaze being able to easily note just what it showed as the human stood before it. The faces and forms of a number of those in the scenes it showed drew recognition from her mind, Rachel, Marco and Cassie. The one before the statue she surmised was likely another of their group.

Even as she watched on, from the scenes, his posture and actions that he and likely his group as well had been through a good deal. Nevertheless as he turned, Celena stepped forward, dipping her head lightly, "Greetings,"