<span style="font-weight: bold">â€œThank you for your assistance earlier today. And forgive me for my rude transmission as wellâ€¦.the heat and battle and allâ€¦â€ she said with a smirk and a shrug.</span><br/><br/>Dren nodded, still feeling better at each passing minute, "No problem, I understand." He watched as she held her side and the Captain's voice directed his attention back to her.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">, â€œWell it seems that we are on our way to being friends, donâ€™t worry about the hacking the system thing. Our initial check of the system shows that the hacking that you did had nothing to do with our system errors, something else has gone wrong that we are looking intoâ€¦â€ her voice trailed off for a moment as she tried once again just what that â€˜somethingâ€™ could be. Sighing she focused back on the current situation, â€œWhen you are cleared to leave here you will be put into Angelaâ€™s charge, she will show you around the ship and set you up with a place to stay. When more of this situation is settled and I have full reports you, along with my other pilots will be called to my conference room and a full debriefing will be done. Is that understood?â€</span><br/><br/>Dren nodded and the Captain left, off to attend to other pressing matters, then a Medical officer came over to them, saying they were released. A nurse removed the IV tubes and Dren was able to stand, a little shaky at first, then he quickly got used to the gravity, feeling it to be a little different than what he remembered, perhaps a little less than Neka, but he wasn't sure.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">â€œWant to get something to eat?â€</span>Angela asked. Dren nodded and followed her out the door, his metal boots making dull thuds on the floor. Once in the hallway, he received a stare from a few passing crew members.<br/><br/>"<Perhaps you should take off the flight armor.>" Yuri said. He had almost forgotten she was still floating over his shoulder, like a personal fairy or sprite buzzing around him.<br/><br/>"Not right now." Dren muttered, glancing down at his gauntlets, or more specifically, the ruby red stones on the wrists that were his weapons. He was pretty sure he didn't need them, but his stomach was starting to rumble again and he wanted to eat as soon as he could, "Miss Angela, please lead the way."