Trace took in the sights that surrounded her as she slowly descended. Though her mission was peaceful and in theory rather simple, she knew from experience that things weren't always what they seemed to be on the surface. She would need to know as much as she could about the planet and its politics as a whole to effectively assist the refugees. She noticed the surreptitious glances and turned backs as various smugglers made deals and saw to personal issues and noted that there was no evidence of any local law enforcement.

Eventually she came to a half in front of a set of wide blast doors and activated the button to pass through. On the other side tents and other rudimentary shelters covered a large expanse that looked dark and dirty. She noticed a few people look her way before turning their backs on her. Clearly outsiders were to be distrusted. Trace slowly walked through the camp, taking stock of what there was for her to work with. The water supply looked dirty and a quick test with a small handheld device, she was able to confirm the presence of bacteria. That would be one of the first concerns she would address. She also noticed the trash lingering between hovels and the clogged up drainage systems. All of these things easily led to diseases that would quickly spread among the populace if they weren't careful.

Filing all of this information away for later, Trace decided that for now it would be best to try to seek out the leader of the downtrodden bunch. The refugees likely wouldn't trust her or listen to her advice unless she could link herself to a local authority figure. With that thought, she began the slow process of asking for directions. Many of the refugees were unwilling to talk to her, simply turning their backs or disappearing into their makeshift homes. Eventually however she was able to convince a young girl to show her the way in exchange for a pack of dry rations from her kit.