Blacklake took a seat as Xander spoke, listening attentively to what the emerald green XO had to say. She waited for him to finish before voicing her own opinions, offering little more than the odd understanding nod at several points. With a smirk at his final words however, she started with a light chuckle, "You're right of course Commander, we do need to show a little more solidarity amongst the senior staff and I apologise if I've been stealing the spot light. I'm afraid it's a bit of a coping mechanism, to keep myself busy with minor details when a more pressing and seemingly unassailable task is present..." The captain felt a sense of relief wash over her by simply admitting this slight flaw.<br/><br/>With a pleased smile, Blacklake gripped the sides of her chair and pushed herself up, only to frown as she stepped up beside the commander, her eyes sceptical of the mysterious, dust-ridden, planet below . "As for the mission, I have to ask... would you prefer to go? If so, report to the transporter room. You'll probably find a lot more to do down there than up here for the time being. If not, then perhaps you could assist with our Klingon representative? Either meet up with Chief P'Trell for advice on what precautions we should take, or meet up with the Klingon directly and personally gauge her... stability. I look forward to seeing what you decide Commander." The captain folded her arms patiently as she waited for his response, her attention still focused on the ominous planet.