[ She shakes his hand firmly in response, before turning her attention to the cars. There’s the one that collided into their own, but the door left ajar tells her all she needs to know— the passengers had better places to be or had already been escorted to the infirmary. Though whether they've managed to leave the perimeter of the scene, Meetra didn't know yet. ]

Either way, a bad day for traffic control. [ The rubble ahead isn’t looking very promising. ] This is still impressive. I never thought I’d see a spaceship this size and sporting a city to begin with.