Rendyl wanted to return to cryo-sleep. With bodies strewn around, angry faces and guns aimed at her, and nothing to defend herself with, the girl obeyed the command. Kneeling down and placing her hands on her head, she didn't even bother to calculate how quick a bullet could find her head for resisting. But what scared her more than seeming combative is when the questions would start...can't exactly convince someone you're not a threat if you can't speak.

She shivered in place as she thought of what might become of her if they viewed her as a stowaway, or worse some kind of agent. Shifting her eyes from the floor to Aamra's expression, Rendyl cowered a bit more from the sight. She had wanted to meet aliens, but now with the opportunity to see one for the first time she was rethinking that particular desire.