"That's 'First' Leutenant."  Was all that Rhi responded to Darion.  As Neymi interjected herself, she could see Rhi's hands grip the grip of the smg at her side.  From the look of it, it was modified, strange that she didn't prefer larger rifles like most of the military.  But She didn't shigh away from Neymi, in fact there was no fear from her.  She only stared back, remaining silent, calm.  Neymi's psionic scan picked up two things; which was easier, telling them the truth of their charges, or to shoot Neymi in the head while there no witnesses.  In the end, she decided to simply tell the truth.  "Fine."<br/><br/>She still kept her hand on the SMG, but she spoke calmly.  "If you had just come back, likely the incident would have gone completely unnoticed.  As you said, the operation was taken outside of Alliance Space, the Queen was rescued, and the ship had already been written off as being being in enemy hands.  But when the Alliance military suddenly gets intel on a ship that has the fighting capabilities to take out a Kryslin capital ship like it was a minor inconveinance, we take notice.  During the last war against the Kryslin there were reports of such ships showing up and dissapearing, this is the first recorded incident, and we need details."<br/><br/>"As for our plan, we had planned to use a Bulor privateer to sneak on board the Kryslin ship."  Leaning foward, she was nearly nose to nose to Neymi now, her yellow, cybernetic eyes staring into Neymi's.  "There, satisfied?  Now get on the elevator."  The low ton was commanding, and at this point it, with her hand resting on that smg, it was clear what the outcome would be if Neymi refused.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>