Wait, a blockade? Why hadn't the local naval squadron destroyed the assassins' transport already? How could any raggedy-assed traitorous bunch of murderers - Serilline or otherwise - maintain a blockade of the Throneworld itself? In her confusion and arrogance the male's growling tone didn't really register with Renaya, but what came next certainly did. "The<i>Asaring Supremacy</i>?" she echoed in surprise. If the flagship of the most powerful noble house in the Imperium was here and<i>part</i>of the blockade, then that meant... Her eyes rounded, and she forgot all about her dream of steam rising off plates of freshly roasted terik salsa.<br/><br/>She let the pan in her hand fall to the deck with a clang, and walked quickly over to where Aodha sat, her expression abruptly losing much of its natural hauteur. "Male- ah, Human. If the Asaring are part of the blockade, I<i>can't</i>be found here. Not by them." One hand clasped the other nervously. She wasn't politically astute to join all the dots, but she knew there had long been a tension between the Asaring and the royal house they claimed to loyally serve. She couldn't quite conceive of why they would be involved in the attack, but it raised the stakes many times over. Could one of her siblings or cousins be making a play for the throne? Most of the time her royal connections were simply a burden. All the time, a challenge everyone measured her against and found her wanting. If the Asaring were involved... any search party that found her was sure to be her death warrant.<br/><br/>Her hands together, she watched the pilot scratch at his bristled jawline for a few moments and then pled her case. "I'm a Serilline highblood, born to a House sworn and loyal to the throne. If the Asaring guard find me, if they know who I am..." she swallowed hard, "then I'll simply disappear, along with anyone who knows what happened to me." She gave him a look, her eyes molten and tawny in her ash-grey face. Renaya didn't know this man, had never even met a free member of his species, but she had to convince him to protect her, to hide her. She didn't know much about space flight but, "you've got to break for the jump point, dodge the<i>Supremacy</i>. You can't allow us to be boarded, I swear my family will reward you for keeping me safe!"<br/><br/>Her borrowed clothing was slipping again, but she maintained as much noble bearing as she could; a barefoot princess in borrowed garb and dignity.