Sara chuckled but waited for Roslyn to dress up. Once she was ready, it wasn't a short walk either, the ship's corridors lead to the waiting hold but not before taking a while with the twisting and turning hallways. However, what waited ahead was a bit discouraging. From the large hold only a section was in use at the time, the crates safely secured with bindings to the wall. There were some other crates a bit further aside, but that did leave quite a share of room for other cargo.<br/><br/><strong>"The crates along the the side are the drones. We got several tons but unfortunately its not enough to fill the hold. There wasn't enough of them available, larger quantities would have taken time to get and well, its a matter of reaching our target first too. The longer it takes the more likely it is someone else interrupts and tries to cut in on this. Still, the money left over after securing the ship and all the necessary gear and supplies for this also paid for some extra cargo there that we are transporting along. We haven't got a certain buyer for it, but it should sell."</strong><br/><br/>As Sara was talking though, Roslyn might spot something off though. One of the crates didn't have the customs seal on it. There were other markings, but the seal that customs put in place was missing. All other crates had one. What's moer, the 1-ton-crate looked to be standing aside from the others, not much but maybe half a crate's width away from the main group of them.