"Yeah." He told her as he began to pull plastic sheeting off furniture and pieces of technology. It was obvious that most of the place was outdated to say the least, something that had been forgotten. "Alric bought it from them about five years ago." He did that often. "When they moved to new headquarters on the station." Nickolas continued to explain, removing one last bit of plastic sheeting and switching on a series of computer consoles. The screen flashed and hazed for a moment, then sprang to true life. He glanced over his shoulder for a moment and then turned around. "I can almost guarantee they've forgotten about it." He glanced around the room. "Inners always do." They were wasteful to say the least.