Studying the Turian with a neutral expression, Tia considered her options. The pilot certainly appeared to be sincere in her words, and it had been a while since anyone had spoken to her in such a manner. The differing facial structures made reading their expressions slightly more difficult. 

After a moment's consideration, Tia closed her eyes. "[color=e25822]The docks and shipyards of Omega are controlled almost exclusively, either directly or by proxy, by the three main gangs: Blue Suns, Eclipse, and Blood Pack. It is impossible to enter the station without passing through one of their territories. The Blood Pack control the fewest docks, but they are used primarily by their own members. Most people avoid them, for obvious reasons. Since they control the majority of the smuggling trade, the Eclipse control more points of entry on the station than anyone. Orahu District is firmly within Blue Suns territory, and they keep the most rigid control over their holdings.[/color]" She opened her eyes, giving Dex a cold stare. "[color=e25822]My desire to avoid our destination is one borne of necessity. I have an agreement to honour: I do not return to Omega, and in exchange, I get to live. Had I known this would be our destination before hand, I would not have boarded this ship in the first place.[/color]" 

Tia turned away, speaking over her shoulder. "[color=e25822]As I told you, I have no desire to be shot. Now, unless there is anything else, I need to think.[/color]"