Makari was surprised for a moment as the captain responded to what he had said. He had been idly mumbling to himself. Or so he thought anyway. Sound traveled well and easily on the fancy bridges of brand new ships though. Someone had likely designed the ships for optimum harmonic resonance or like small miniature amphitheater. Vulcans no doubt handled it. They were by far the most industrious and magically gifted when it came to the sciences. Or a Ferengi did it out of some sense of impending profit margins and an ability to skim a bit of latinum out of the ship building.<br/><br/>Stereotypes. Thats all they were. And Makari knew better than that. Just like not all Risians were raging sex a holics and not all Orions were slave trading scum, not each Vulcan was a scientific marvel and not every Ferengi... okay maybe that one tended to hold true. It didn't increase the stereotype effectiveness though. They were still a silly little thing to hold onto. And Makari was better than that. Starfleet was better than that, had trained him better than that.<br/><br/>"I would be hard pressed to hide the facts from them if everyone demands equal use of all scanning equipment. Peaceful missions, weapons at seventy five percent, seems fair to me," Makari said with a small shrug of his shoulders. Of course they were going to enter into the neutral zone, and that was never a great place to limit your weapon options. But they were a scientific vessel, a ship of peace, defense was great, and the shields would remain with their full power, offense was... well secondary. He would never say such a thing to the Security or Tactical chiefs of course.