Darion looked at Neymi a moment then down at the pistol in his hand.  He thought about it for a moment and figured she was right.  Drawing his pistol had been his instinctual reaction to seeing people ready to point guns at him… it was a reaction that had been trained into him to have a gun in his own hand to defend himself.  What Neymi was saying was right, facing down security with a drawn pistol was not the best idea.  With a grumble he holstered the pistol.<span style="color: green">“Point taken.  Just hope you are as diplomatic as you claim to be.”</span><br/><br/>He knew he wasn’t diplomatic at all.  The most efficient way to deal with government officials was to shoot them and that didn’t work so well often.  So he let her as the bay opened.  Though just before that he did hear the sound of the small bell, and that drew his attention to Kes’s neck, and the bell and collar.  He gave her a questioning look at the new piece of clothing, but was pretty sure who it had come from.  Seeing that collar, Darion thought it would be fair if Neymi had one as well.<br/><br/>The security personell boarding the ship stopped that train of thoguth in it’s tracks as he heard the sound of their rifles loading.  Darion had to force himself not to reach for and draw his pistol as they were looking down the barrels of the rifles.  He had said he would let Neymi be the diplomatic one… of course watching… he started to get the feeling that she may be using hewr sexuality to throw them off guard… he couldn’t complain as he actually was getting a bit of a show as well.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">“Agreed.  I’d love to hear why you were told to arrest us when we were on a legal mission.  Most of us are here already.” </span>Darion said, agreeing to what Neymi said, and the Security Captain’s plan.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>