As the two started speaking Krask stalked towards the bridge with his tail swaying slightly behind him, even after years of exposure the ships and cities always seemed so... dead. Ver'Slek was at least more respectable then others he had worked with before, and the feline was interesting. She was pleasant to look at though her lack of attire puzzled him, he couldn't understand why she didn't have any sort of protective equipment. "Hmph, why don't we just get on with it? From what I understand they are naught but weak, squishy beings. A single ship with capable warriros should be more then enough."