Neema thought for a second. "Well, one time I was being chased by a lot of enemy ships... and I mean a lot, I was encroaching on a rival's business, and I didn't want him to catch on, so I was flying through some old closed off routes that are apparently too dangerous for conventional space travel. I was flying by a dying star when six heavily kitted fighters show up." She held up six fingers for redundant emphasis. "I was trying to evade them, but it got to a point when I was taking more hits than I'd like." She was getting excited, and picked up speed. "So I punched a bunch of random coordinates and jumped blind!"