Even he can tell that it's quieter here than it normally is. He's been down here enough to be able to tell that something is off, even if he hadn't seen the notice on the network. Walking in there with Maine... reminds him of empty towns on planets that have been attacked, the kind where you know the mission has changed from rescue to reporting on losses.

Horrifying as that is, there's also something oddly comforting about it. Maine is at his back, they have some kind of purpose now. They can deal with bad shit and it's sure as hell better than waiting.

They enter the inn surveying the few people already there. Wash doesn't recognise any of them, but apparently Maine does. Young woman, red hair. He follows after Maine, a few steps behind, waiting for him to explain.