A cozy memory

You opened the door for the plague to enter

You judge that you gave your best, but your judgment is twice wrong

The tables have turned, but the tragedy was not contained

One door closed by fate, another closed by your own hands

They all sleep the sleep that rests weary bodies

Tensions resolved with spilled blood

A right judgment is not always an easy one

Carry home the weight of an unjust judgment

Open your eyes

Some denials echo for a long time

I may be paranoid, but no android

We are all stardust

Some truths are handed out with caution

Woe to those who have not seen and yet have not believed

I will guide your way

You opened the door to Quiron's cryosleep room

You opened the door to Quiron's east corridor

You opened the door to Quiron's infirmary

You guided Hilas through the darkest night

You protected Argo from a hostile invasion

You managed to hit the Argo's invader

You managed to close the door protecting Argo's Main Core

One disaster awakens another

You kept Hilas from succumbing to her own nightmares

You opened the last door

You prevented a sneak attack

The price of pain relief