Harlock frowned.  "I don't like the implications here.  If there is some sort of plan to detonate a bomb of some sort, we need to deal with it quickly."  Seeing the hesitation in her face, Jason assumed a command tone, addressing his men.  "You three, check the nearby passageways for heretics and report back in one minute."  Turning to Erica, once the men were out of earshot, and stepping in close to allow her to speak softly, he looked calmly into her eyes.  "Sister Erica, if there is anything you've noted here that would help us prevent whatever is being planned, now would be the time to speak up about it in full."