Brian almost grinned during the briefing.  They'd be heading to a place that, if they weren't, were close to his old stomping grounds.  The question was whether the new C.O. would make use of his specialized knowledge.  That could tell him quite a bit about the man's command style.  He took a few seconds, more than enough time for Markus' questions, to consider offering his knowledge or waiting to be asked.  On the other hand, the other man's questions could be interpreted as being asked.<br/><br/>From the corner, Brian decided to speak up, and damn it all if he was somehow 'out of turn.'<br/><br/>"Blending in's no problem," he said, answering Markus' final question first.  "Scoping out potential targets for the datacube to be in shouldn't be a problem, assuming no one here minds a few ruses and a bit of playacting.  And assuming someone can get me a list of the families, houses, and cartels on the planet.  At least the major players.  The important question is who currently holds the datacube.  If the suits can't tell us that, or at least a general idea of what info's on it . . . the job becomes more interesting, but not impossible."  He looked at Dick as he spoke near the end, hoping against hope that the guy could make this a slightly easier run.  Really, the major players were the important ones.  He could bluff the minor players easily enough, especially if they had some computer talent in this crew.