Medoria. Not a name she recognised.

Fuck it. If it wasn't in the federation computers the realistic chances of her ever being found were next to none. And she wasn't going to waste her energy on the prime directive. Gaila gathered her things, the phaser, the emergency supplies backpack and every bit of electrics she could get her hands on.

Then she stood up, throwing her pack over the edge first and then a leg over the edge of the pod and sliding down to the ground. "Quite the welcoming party." She commented, hand going to her hip.