Melara frowns as she brings the Gold Greed slowly closer to the station.
"That doesn't match the distress beacon," she mutters. "which probably means this is some kind of trap."
She thinks for a second, then asks. "Damon...is there anything around here a ship could hide behind, but still get here in a short amount of time? Moon maybe, or planetoid? Radiation fields... I'm gonna bring us in closer and circle the station once so we can see all of it."
Then, with a chuckle, she adds, "If anyone's got a telescope, you could try to see into the station's windows as we pass."