Ramia glanced at Scarlet and rolled her eye at the question. "Well, miss... taking in to account our current crew composition, armaments and - for some of us - limited combat experience I'd say we are looking at a scale of 6 to 7 here." The dark haired woman didn't sound at all worried - despite the fact that she seemed to be barely able to focus on the task at hand. She glanced at James and nodded. "That actually sounds like a nice plan, James. I'll do my best to keep them occupied, but I give no promises... It's completely different to fight a class of ship you are at least familiar with than a ship you know noting about - and currently I have no idea what kind of a ship the enemy has." She shook her head and rolled her eye. "Apart from the fact that it's a battleship of some type."