The bridge was almost empty now, with only Prower-Graves still seated at his post; even so, his face was clearly troubled with indecision. "Skipper, can I ask you something? Do you really think that this whole thing could go bad that fast?" he inquired softly. "I mean, that mining company is plenty powerful, and if you're really that sure that this could end up going south in a hurry...." he then shook his head as he realised he was rambling a bit. "Well, the thing is, skipper, I know a few blokes at EDF HQ who owe me a favour or two- it's a long story, and I'd rather not discuss the details." he then added. "I was wondering, would if be better for me to go along with the others to help present our case to the JAGs, or would I be of more value here?" he asked, looking up at the Captain.