Sarah's looks somewhat gobsmacked for a few moments, but as Thraxius speaks, she grins... and the grin takes on a a Cheshire quality as he concludes.<br/><br/>"Fantastic!  I'm behind you there one hundred percent!  If I had the power I'd have taken a Plazma torch to both decades ago!"<br/><br/>She frowns, looking mildly concerned, then shrugs.  "We could go to Cortez... together he might even listen to us, but this crew, like most, is tied to 'what they know' even if it's ugly or blasphemous.  How about some sort of accident?"<br/><br/>She gazes thoughtfully at him, still grinning.  "A 'lucky' weapons strike could take out the Eldar quarters... but what about the life sustainer?  We can't fake an accident there without endangering lives."