Milenya smiled around the table as she was introduced. If she was nervous about the others, it wasn't showing.<br/><br/>She paid close attention during the briefing, making notes on her omnitool and occasionally looking at one of the others.<br/><br/><span style="color: #6495ED">"I've heard of Vega. His firm occasionally did business on Ilium. I'm sure after a disruption like that, his social reputation is ruined."</span>She smirked faintly.<br/><br/><span style="color: #6495ED">"Zeona, yes, that makes sense. I was just a girl when the Hesano Discovery made it into the news. I'm surprised that no one followed up on the question of 'what was that ship doing there?' before this. Still, it has a high degree of volcanism. I would not have thought that there would be much left after fifty thousand years."</span>She paused, considering the display.<span style="color: #6495ED">"On a world like that, any Prothean outpost would most likely have been a research station for a variety of earth sciences and life sciences. If we're extremely lucky, we may find clues to other Prothean research sites. The Prothean Empire was a highly organized and networked one at its height. Scientists there would have been in contact with others. If we are unbelievably lucky, we might find another working artifact."</span><br/><br/>She kept working on her omnitool, tapping in searches through her more specialized databases, attempting to locate expedition and dig references for Zeona, along with whom might have been on that expedition and who sponsored it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>