John just shook his head and smiled behind his helmet.  "You needn't apologize Michelle."  The SPECTRE Operative replied, putting a comforting armored hand on her shoulder.  "From what I was able to gleam about you so far, you don't seem the type to try to act superior to everyone else in any shape or form.  I understood that the moment you asked, but I was just wondering why was all and you answered my question in your flustered state.  At any rate, I don't see a problem if you bring a couple ships along behind ours in whatever way works for you Michelle.  Which reminds me, your nav guys and gals will need the galaxy map to get to the Citadel.  It will only show the way using the Mass Relay system, and nothing else for the same reason as the whole tech thing I explained earlier.  Sorry, it's nothing personal in any way, and we can't stop you from exploring after the meeting, but it's better to be safe than sorry."  He hoped they would understand the Alliance and the general Council's concerns as the airlock opened up before John and he let the group pile in behind him before the door shut and the decontamination sequence activated on its own.  The room, just big enough to accommodate everyone, was pumped full of an odorless, tasteless, gas that was designed to wipe out all bacteria and other bugs of its nature, and the room wide laser wall that progressed back and forth during the whole time did a thorough scan as well for the same, just to be sure.  When it was over, the next door opened and admitted the 'shore party' into the Dauntless itself.  "Welcome to the Dauntless, representatives from all across the galaxy.  Quarters have been prepared for your comfort on the second deck, one below this one.  I can show you the way or a number of the staff, provided they're not busy, can do the same."  The ship was well lit and it had enough room in the hallway to allow three people to easily walk side by side together.  The ship was a labyrinth of passages like the one they were in, and stairwells and elevators spread out across the whole of the transport vessel.  A number of doors in this particular hallway were marked in red paint, "Military Personnel Only.  Do Not Enter," clearly visible with at least one Marine stationed in front of every door, if not two where the especially crucial parts of the ship were.  "So, where do you want to go first?"