Kol moved almost serpent-quick, one large hand landing on Kris' shoulder, preventing her from taking more than two steps towards the exit of the Gymnasium. "I have noticed that the crewmembers are joking with one another, and, I've also noticed that they're working very hard while doing so. I've also noticed that you are driven to perform, even when you should take a step back and pause."<br/><br/>His hand squeezed gently, but firmly. "Secondly, I need to show Implicit trust in ALL of my crewmembers. I'm sorry you feel that I undermined your authority in your field of specialty, but how do you think that our engineering commander feels, having you almost flat-out say that you don't trust her to pick up the slack where her predecessor left off?"<br/><br/>His grip hardened, as did his voice. "Thirdly, stop trying to run away. If I thought you were inept, I would have tossed you into a mining barge and sailed off already. So Stop thinking that. Now, You are going to Sit Your Skinny Ass down and talk at me until you feel better, Because, as far as I'm concerned, Unless there's a Clean Slate between us, this bullshit will keep going on until one of us gets the bright idea of a duel at dawn."<br/><br/>He moved, not letting go, and practically Dragged Kris over to a bench, making her sit down next to a comlink, which he picked up, and noticed that the owner had several messages regarding the young woman he had just manhandled. "As for why the Crew is ragging you, well, Apparently either yourself, or a lookalike got star billing on a blue video."<br/><br/>He then sat down heavily beside her. "Now, talk. You Don't like me, and it's not because I don't find much use for interrogation or internal investigations."