9-291: Pristine, Mine Site One, Legion PSO
It’s more like she’s seeking guidance from Oliver whether she is allowed and/or wanted.
Whichever he decides, inside the PSO there is a an airlock which is being used much more casually than if this were a forward base in a hostile environment and is now just a heat trap t keep the cold out.
Beyond that is a waiting room and a counter with a buzzer – Please Press for Attendance.
Assuming Oliver presses said button it will shortly summon a craggy-faced, balding Operations Over Officer to the front counter, a steaming mug of some sort of drink in his hand.
Oliver thinks she’d be a good representative of the mining company if needed so he asks her to come in.
“Bluevening, Over Officer. I am Vizant Starr, I was wondering if we could ask for you assistance with an investigation we’re currently operating.”