“The Stag Beetle was not my first experience being part of a collective,” she admits.

“I spent twenty years in the thrall of a dead god’s song, as he cried out to be remembered while he tried to pull the whole of the world into his gaping maw. During that time, as I circled towards his event horizon, I learned how to listen to the song of the universe, and with that knowledge, I learned to speak to the world through harmonies. When I was in that place, I used the song to bind and charm. Now… I would never use it to rob someone of their will. But on that ship…”

She trails off.