He frowned, forgetting that his sub-vocalizations for a transmission where probably perfectly audible to his son. His armor taunting him about it and once against suggesting they just make it an 'inaudible' transmission. "Something outside your pay-grade. More seriously, it is something that, the less you know, the less you can get called out about later in a Court of Law.<br/><br/>In more general terms, we found a LOT of things while wandering, and kept most of the dangerous ones. We lost a transport that was carrying some of them."<br/><br/>He gave his son a shrug, before pulling out a metallic orb and flipping it around absently as he thought. "The transport was one of the less dangerous ones, but that is kind of like saying a mature adult white dragon is a less dangerous threat. That is true, but it will still do a lot of damage if not dealt with."<br/><br/>He considered the orb almost as if he was surprised it was in his hand, before putting it back. "Stress ball, been using it a bit more than I should lately. No idea why."