Jenn stood back up when she was finished tying the woman down and backed up next to the captain. To anyone who didn't know him at a personal level, the captain's erect posture and stern expression portrayed only confidence and leadership - the type of leadership that instilled both respect and fear to even the strong. Jenn, however, still saw in his eyes the doubt that was masked by a look of certainty.<br/><br/>Jenn laughed at the girl's pleas. Though a part of her believed the Companion truly meant no harm, the captain and his first mate had been through numerous ordeals that taught them not to trust so easily. Whether or not the girl knew what part she was playing with Xev and Jenn didn't matter. They needed to figure out what was going on before it was too late. Too late for what? When was it too late? Jenn wasn't sure what the answers were to these questions. She walked towards the front of the ship and leaned against the bulkhead, looking out across the darkening horizon.<br/><br/>Thoughts flew through Jenn's mind. There were numerous possibilities that led to the situation that the pair just got themselves in, the least of which was just that she and the captain simply were doing their job correctly, and minor details were just inadvertently left out. Jenn highly doubted this, and her suspicions brewed into an unfavorable realization. Planting a companion in a public bar, paying half up front - it all made sense, and this did not make Jenn happy. The wealth that their employer would receive for ratting them out for kidnapping a companion would far outweigh the amount that he paid them. Heck, he could accuse them of stealing the bag of money that had been given to them earlier in the day, and depending on the worthiness of this Companion, he'd probably receive more than just monetary compensation, too. He'd win. Jenn suddenly wished she had brought a bottle of gin with her.<br/><br/>She turned to Xavier. "We either need to be ready for a fight, or get outta here."