The human research rapport wasn't publish yet, technically. Everybody aboard the station had of course read it but it wasn't published. It had a lovely effect of bringing the whole station together, right at the other end from the humans.
Being on a space station has its perks when working with maniacs. For example if anything goes wrong you can just flush the atmosphere into space, vacuum stops most things from happening. When some one overheard the humans talking about chlorine trifluoride. It has the wonderful property of being a stronger oxidiser than oxygen, and therefore can continue burning in such adverse condition as vacuum. With such things as; sand, concrete or glass. Just as a bonus it also releases hydrofluoric acid if it gets into contact with anything watery (such as people) for that special icing on the cake!
This had two immediate responses. First, my proposal for a temporary ban on all fluorine compounds was immediately approved. Secondly in recognition of the humans grand academic achievement, in their unpublished rapport, the immediate construction of a new part to the station especially for the humans was ordered.
Many complaints were made about the humans. Not to the humans of course, that would mean getting close to their lab. Which had a healthy safety distance around it. No I was the usual recipient of these complaints. So when people started hearing explosions from somewhere in that part of the station, I was sent in to investigate. As luck would have it one of the humans was on its way out of the no walk area.
"We have been hearing some explosions. Would you happen to know anything about that?" Maybe they didn't, he thought to himself. Perhaps some strange air currents just happened to explode and nothing poisonously, corrosive or otherwise unhealthy was being made by the humans.
"Of course!" There went that wonderful dream. "But don't worry we are taking every safety precautions necessary". He was about to ask what he meant when he noticed the humans strange clothing. Medieval armor was probably a more correct term, complete with a helmet and explosive proof glass over the face.
"Your not working on anything poisonously, corrosive or anything that burns in vacuum?" Oh sweet hope!
"No sir."
"Really?" He took a deep breath of relief. "Alright then, that's wonderful! So, what are you working on?" Damn curiosity, walk away you fool. Walk away!
"Azidoazide Azides, or C2N14." He knew some uses for Tetrazole (CH2N4), although it was quite explosive. As well as the existence of 1-amino-5-azidotetrazole (CH2N8), although that was very explosive. The fact that Azidoazide Azides (C2N14) was possible was not a happy thought. More natrium (N) more boom, and 14 was a whole lot of boom. As always the humans had a knack for continuing speaking.
"So far it explodes when its moved, touched and occasionally for no measurable reason. We have tried determining its boiling point but no luck so far, unfortunately." Well, the humans were full on crazy but that did explain the explosions. "We are trying to determine its infrared spectrum at the moment, but it keeps exploding. Its all very exiting." As is apparently that compound, he thought to himself. But yes, something that explodes if you shine a bit of infrared light on it is indeed very exiting to work with. He briefly wondered if they could expand the ban to all natrium based compounds.
"I was just on my way to fetch another Raman spectrometer after the last explosion. Do you want to come with me back and take a look?" His brain briefly paused to take in this new information about a proposed suicide. Technically he was supposed to oversee the humans, that he preferred to do that from a healthy distance should have no impact on his work.
"Ah, no. Im okay," as long as I stay far away from that lab. "I was just about to go get some food from the other side of the station. They serve a lovely frosniac today. Well see you later!" At that he turned and quickly tried to get as much distance between him and the mad humans as possible.
He had happy news to rapport. Nothing poisonous, corrosive or anything that would burn in vacuum was being produced in the human lab. Precisely how exiting the humans research actually was was best kept to himself. Least they determined that his overseeing of the humans needed to be a bit closer than necessary for a healthy living.
Once again, some blog articles with more information; Things I Won't Work With: Azidoazide Azides and another with the lovely name Sand Won't Save You This Time.