The man arches an eyebrow, but he nods.<br/><br/>"Our medical tent doesn't have a full on lab, but we'll get you there and get you checked out." Motioning for the PFC to keep his rifle leveled, the man steps in and pulls a fresh set of plasteel restraints from the loop on his belt. And when he next talks, the elf can see that he's in full-on "policeman" mode. "You and the colonel will be separately detained until I can arrange transport to a central facility for court martialing. We'll take any samples we can to support your claim, if you can provide them; but until transport arrives, I'm afraid you will have to be treated the same as the accused, in case your charges are false..."<br/><br/>The PFC looks incredibly conflicted by his superior's decision, but nobody seems to be arguing with the MP. Oldgov laws still hold strong in the bases, at least.<br/><br/>"Your statement thus far has been recorded, and will be provided to your attorney as evidence. I'm going to have to ask you to come with me..."