Once she departed, he started using her computer to go over the intelligence reports from the last few hours. Most of it was fairly mundane. There was a lot of fallout over the attempted rebellion at Atira, and the Emperor was already tightening his fist around neighboring systems, least anyone else consider following in their footsteps. The fleet would be on high alert for the next few weeks, and Calen was sure he would be responsible for handling a lot of the details. At least now he wouldn't be doing so alone.<br/><br/>But there was one piece of information that he hadn't been expecting. He found himself reading over it several times, just to make sure that he hadn't read it wrong. But no, each time he read it, the information was the same.<br/><br/>He was so lost in thought that he didn't hear Kane approaching, even with her heels striking the metal. When she asked for permission to speak, he glanced up at her, and found that he was grateful for the small distraction. The problems before them weren't simply going to go away, but he didn't have to focus on them right now.<br/><br/>"Permission granted," he said as he stood and started to make his way towards her. She had been enticing before, when he had been able to see every bit of her, but somehow, seeing her in something she had selected herself was equally enticing. Calen wasn't sure he understood it, though he certainly wasn't complaining. He came to a stop directly in front of her, close enough that he could have grabbed her, but his hands remained at his side for the moment.<br/><br/>"Tell me truthfully, have you ever been tied up before today?" He wasn't sure what prompted the question, except he had been thinking about her earlier bondage when he saw her in the dress. Was she the sort who enjoyed surrendering part of her power with lovers? Calen knew some powerful people did, and for some reason, he was curious if the same could be said of Captain Kane.