No Excuses

Together, Yuri and Tuss hauled the battleship to a relatively open area, free of passing asteroids. 

Then, Yuri began to patrol around the ship in her mecha. Her psychic power flowed unobstructed, infiltrating the interior of the battleship.

"There are survivors." Yuri exclaimed joyfully.

Tuss, equally delighted, asked, "How many?"

Yuri quickly scanned and responded, "At least two hundred. What do we do now?"

"There's not much we can do except wait for them to wake up," Tuss admitted. They could dismantle the ship's door to gain entry, but this would damage the battleship. 

Every inch of the battleship was intricately designed, composed of materials other than metal —things they couldn't control.

"Waiting isn't the issue; the problem would be if a big asteroid suddenly comes flying at us," Yuri said, her psychic power constantly on alert.