Devin noted a cynical slant to the question, glancing over at her curiously for a moment. "I think that depends greatly on the individual, and even more so on the culture. More likely most people believe things simply are the way they are, and don't expect them to change in any drastic way."

He wandered closer to the core, stepping around projected voles that were beginning to grow sluggish. "But sometimes, being around something for a very long time educates you in just how dangerous or complex it can be. Physics doesn't take sides, and acclimation doesn't preclude respect."

If people lived on small ships their whole lives, and not on stations as grand as this one or starships like the one holding nearby, Devin imagined there were certain things you simply did not skip just because you were used to it. You don't skip checking seals and supplies and fuel when a hard vacuum is mere inches away. It wasn't so different from how he lived his life, close to the edge at all times. "I suppose we won't know unless the previous residents return," he added, a bit wryly, and prodded one of the voles that had flopped over by his feet. "This seems to be working."