He paused, then nodded slightly. "Well, Allan, I happen to have popped up around Helios. It's a heavy-gravity world, so now you know why I'm my size."<br/><br/>Kol picked at his meal slowly, savouring the steak as he listened to the conversation, then looked at Captain Fielding. "The only formality here, Fielding, is the clothing. I specifically mentioned that we should put aside rank for this meal, as we'll be getting a bellyful of it as soon as we're fifteen minutes out from Praxus. In regards to the investigation, we'll discuss an actual plan afterward, because, frankly, Trying to keep track of a half-dozen conversations is arguably more complex than figuring out a battle plan. where the only damage dealt is to the ship's shields."<br/><br/>He paused, picking at a slice of squash, then looked at Commander Hyral. "So, Ansem. What can you tell me about your pilots? From what I saw, they seem like a good bunch."