[That is...one heck of a mess, Ford. Shiro's eyes widen as she follows him in. This room--she hasn't seen one like it in the Shack, exactly, but it looks close enough to it to make her feel a brief pang of--what is that? Not quite nostalgia, but something like it. Setting the package in her hands down on the couch and moving towards the mess, she reaches in and easily lifts one part of the metal contraption for easier examination. The substance of the inner barge is, of course, unmarked.]

You know, you could--ask maintenance. To help you put these up. Or your warden--they could ask the Admiral, normally, but I guess he can't do anything right now. Maintenance is probably a better idea.