Benidal raised a finger, ignoring his steak dinner for the moment. "Do you expect us to have to make a hot escape? If this is a smuggler's stronghold, there's probably all sorts of hidden anti-orbital defenses nestled in unpleasant places, possibly enough to make even<em>Void Bound</em>shake a bit. If someone decides to chase us, it'll be useful to know how quickly I'll be expected to have us in warp once we've reboarded."<br/><br/>While he waited for an answer, he sawed off a bit of the steak and began to eat, chewing thoughtfully with both eyes still on the captain. He tended towards an irregular pattern of light meals, mobile around the time he spent out of the Pocket, and so it wasn't often that he got to sit down for a full dinner like this.