Let me start by saying it's a bus station. Automatically means dim lighting, strange smells, and the dank air of dying souls.
But that aside, I felt safe here. It's a small station, but the bathrooms are fairly clean, and although I got there as the bus was pulling in, they got me checked in and on my way. Because who wants to spend any more time there than absolutely necessary?
But I do have a tip: if seats are at a premium (which they always are for late arrivers like me), always pick the black muslim guy with the kufi reading the Koran. They generally are the most courteous and least likely to try to feel you up if you fall asleep, which you must do when riding the Hound, for your own sanity.