Darion couldn’t help the thoughts that ran through his mind, and he didn’t even bother with trying to hide the thoughts behind the strip poker game he usually plays.  She had told him to be diplomatic, or to shut up before the meeting.  And now, watching her actions toward the unknown, and his reactions to something that Darion couldn’t sense at all.  He got the feeling he shouldn’t listen to that advice if she couldn’t follow it herself.  As soon as the elevator doors closed, Darion glanced off to the side at Neymi and spoke up.<span style="color: Green">“That wasn’t very diplomatic.  Even worse than me opening my mouth.”</span><br/><br/>After that though, he fell silent about it like the girl seemed to want.  Instead he listened to her go on about the data in reply.<span style="color: Green">“Double check your gear for a copy of the data when you get a chance.  It is always a good idea to assume whoever you are facing is better than you are until they prove you wrong.  We will need to look into setting up a stand-alone system for storing data like this on our ship when we get there, as a third backup of all this data just in case.  Make it inaccessible beyond a physical console and connection.  I don’t want to chance losing data like this.”</span><br/><br/>After that, giving his idea to their tech expert, he continued to think.  None of this data had told them who the Phantoms/Guardias were.  Though he was willing to bet they weren’t direct enemies, he could never think of them as friends after what had happened.  Even though he was thinking about this, he was still listening to them all.<span style="color: Green">“Yeah, I need a new pistol.  The queen melted mine into the table…”</span>Of course that didn’t stop him from seeing her reaction to the mention of the AI.<span style="color: Green">“I’m not sure I want to know your reasoning for that.”</span>Was all he said at her glances to the android. He chose to ignore it after that.<span style="color: Green">“hold onto the data chip until we are all settled in on our new ship.  We will review it then…. And discuss our next steps.”</span><br/><br/>With that, Darion watched the elevator doors opened before he stepped out.<span style="color: Green">“Do what you need to do, then we will meet at the new ship in 2 hours.”</span>With that, Darion started to walk, remembering where to go from here and making the most direct course to where his gear was.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>