Caitlin glances over to the windows, nodding in agreement. She's able to actually go out on her balcony if she wants, and she expects that the fire escape might also be within the protective bubble of the ship, but it certainly doesn't go anywhere, so it defeats the purpose. "I wonder if you could fold that request in with the original one, to get him here in the first place," she muses. "The Admiral might even be able to put a filter on it so other people don't try to sneak in -- unless you want them too, of course, but if there's already a concern with someone else on board, it might be better to be safe than sorry in this case."