<div class="floatright">(http://img15.imageshack.us/img15/8864/ssbbsamuszerosuit.jpg)</div><br/>After coming out and hearing the question, Dawn hiked up the dress in order to get to her weapon, flipping it over and typing the name into the hearthstone.  "I don't think so," she replied.  "Argon's a noble gas, and those tend to be pretty unreactive.  It might have some effect, but I'm much more curious about the very high iron content.  We could probably make all sorts of stuff out of that steel."<br/><br/>She moved towards the bridge, but kept the conversation going through the comms as she hid her gun under the dress once more.  "I suggest that we don't even tell the planet, just the trading company that we're pretending to be with.  'We didn't know there was any trouble, we're just here to trade for some of the steel so that we can sell it to other planets!'  Maybe one of us can even get huffy and want to speak to their captain directly, which they'll probably indulge just to flaunt how helpless they think we are."