The station was quiet, in an artificial night cycle for the organic citizens when the stasis pod opened, and the pale gynoid stepped out,  209 went to get her clothes and pull them on.  She'd lost track of time when she was riding the drone, what she thought was days, had actually been months.  No sign of what she'd been looking for, she finally gave up and retreated to the ICE chassis.

As she stepped out of her room, she walked through the dark halls to the observation deck.  "you have to start using your internal clock, four months! surprised noone went to recycle the gynoid.
She stopped short when she realized there was a woman on the sofa
"oh, hello."