Sevatar blinked, absorbing this information. "The lack of preparation is less than optimal." he said after a moment, "But time appears a luxury we do not appear to have." He nodded brusquely. "Very well. I require a few minutes to retrieve my belongings from my room. I will meet you at the shuttle bay." He made the Aquila over his chest, bowed politely over it to the others and turned to leave, intent on doing exactly what he had said, gathering what might be useful from his equipment and then onwards to the shuttle bay.