Jana tried, without much success, to supress a grin.  Xiann was moving very differently now than she had before.  Her smile may have been nervous, but her body language speaks of confidence, a certainty of her self.<br/><br/>"This way," Jana says, leading her into the Resistance ship, down a short corridor, and to a small conference room.<br/><br/>"This room is quiet and private .. but there are security cameras, there and there," she points, "so yiou know I won't try any thing.  Please, sit.  Is there anything I can get you?"