â€œIt suits you.â€ A partly mocking smile tugged at the corners of his mouth when he saw how little she liked the choice of clothing. There was nothing else on board, save for his own downtime wear, and he wasnâ€™t giving her that. Slightly wary he picked up the clothes, keeping an eye on her. He hadnâ€™t expected for her to pick them up, if only because he assumed she must privately hate him.<br/><br/>But he hesitated at just that one, simple, probably innocent question. His first instinct was to lie. Say no. The chimp had asked him once if humans felt the need to fill up space, if empty space made them lonely. At least the chimp wasnâ€™t programmed to detect lies.<br/><br/>Quen knew better than to lie to someone who would know it. So he settled on, instead, â€œIt was only a question.â€<br/><br/>He hadnâ€™t brought the cuffs with him though, and looked at her arms, blankly uncomprehending for a split second. Then she continued on and he realized that heâ€™d put the cuffs down, probably on the console. It was a wonder the chimp hadnâ€™t told him that; it told him every morning that he should be wearing a sidearm.<br/><br/>Before he had the chance to make the decision on his own, the chimp offered another one of its helpful reminders.<span style="font-style: italic">Ser Giann, it is against regulation to allow any suspect or prisoner onboard an Imperial spacecraft to remain unsecured for any duration of time. </span><br/><br/>Hadnâ€™t he heard this before?<br/><br/>Yes, not three hours ago when he hadnâ€™t closed the door before uncuffing her. Without the reminder, he probably would have left her in there and given her a pad to play on. It wasnâ€™t as if one needed to be face to face with an opponent to play holo-chess. With it, he found that he wanted to spite the AI. The computer wouldnâ€™t understand, but he couldnâ€™t have a chat with someone through a door or a wall.<br/><br/>Quen made, quite possibly, the worst decision of his professional life, and said very slowly, â€œNo, I wonâ€™t cuff you, as long as you donâ€™t try to go anywhere else.â€ And moved out of her way, clearly blocking the direction to the engine room and everything else important, like the chimpâ€™s core memory. That left her with only two choices, either his bunk or the bridge.