[She takes another breath. Might as well launch into it.]

I'm sure you've noticed by now the large ship we've been orbiting. It was sending out a distress signal, which we received about a week ago, and found the ship overrun by what we thought at the time was an infestation of large insects. It turns out they were the ones who sent the signal and they've been infected by some sort of fungus that has interfered with their normal neural patterns. They don't respond to any attempts at communication and have become hyper-aggressive, with roaming bands throughout the ship who will attack on sight. Fortunately, the fungus only seems to affect insectoids but...

[Pausing, she tries to not let her voice crack as she continues.]

Before we knew about all this... I... killed many of them. I can't stop thinking if I had just seen the signs earlier, if we could have developed some sort of sedative, given them some time until we could find a cure but now... I don't know that I will be able to develop one before they're wiped out, either by the fungus or our fellow fleet members.