Ramia gave Belle a little glance paired with a little nod before following after James. She listened calmly, but was already making her mind about their 'leader'. When his explanation of their task at hand was complete she shrugged her shoulder. "If a whole damn fleet with long range scanners hasn't been able to find a ship of that size what makes you so sure we'll be able to do it?" Though her tone was polite it had a bit of an icy edge to it. "I'd also like to know how much each of us gets paid for this particular job." Ramia glanced up at the tall man - heck, he was at least 8 feet tall and looked like a bit of a ruffian to boot. The dark haired woman took the little microphone and examined it "I hope these things have a proper range... They seem like standard stuff, but with 60 credits you ain't..." She cut herself off mid sentence and turned on her heels.