"Ah, my little scallywag. Welcome to my newest home. Ever closer to the center of power!"

Spider throws four arms out wide, showing off his new quarters.

"Vanguard wants to keep an eye on me, I'm sure. That's fine. I've got more eyes than they do." Spider laughs in a wheeze that shakes his suspended throne before leaning in to make direct eye contact.

"I had an agent investigating one orbital station for salvage—then she lost contact. It'd have to be something worse than Salvation vagrants knocking around up there to take her down."

Spider is unwilling to send more of his people into a dangerous situation but suggests that there are plenty of riches waiting for the Guardian ready to take on the task of digging into a derelict station in Europa's orbit.

He leans back again, folding his arms over his belly and adds, "Just try not to crash this station, too, would you?"