Maya swept her eyes around the room, eyes slightly unfocused for a few moments. As if she was looking for something, or perhaps someone. And she breathed a sigh of relief when the room was blessedly empty.

"Okay. No ghosts," she murmured, more to herself than to Flynn.

Then she seemed to almost recenter herself and remember that he was there. "Good idea. We can't have been the only ones that stayed on board."