“Nobody ever feels bad fucking over the Terrans,” York said as he strode through the hatch. 

“And why should they, we are afterall the only faction trying to bring peace to a fractured galaxy, the only group with the resources and vision to usher in a… oh whatever,” he said growing tired of the boilerplate speech and waving a dismissive hand.

“Still I really wouldn’t advise it, our intelligence suggests that the beta site is quite deadly enough without trying to play games.” He took a seat at a console and bought it live, projecting an omni directional view that showed a three dimensional map of Saavran.

“And of course if you did decide to betray us we would have to kill you,” he said apologetically. York held up his palms in a placating gesture.

“It's not personal of course, just policy. Besides I want us to be friends.” The smile on his lips was so oily and insincere it had to be deliberate.

“As a sign of my good faith..” as though on cue the door opened again and Saxon, still in electro binders was marched in. Two marines followed him armed with active shock rods thought this was clearly a precaution rather than an attempt to prod the Hex along. Another marine a stunning woman with short blonde hair and Lieutenants pips stepped through after them. She wore a suit of light weight combat armor that covered her chest and legs but left her arms bare to reveal a variety of Terran Marine Corp tattoos as well as some less familiar designs. 

“I am releasing your friend, or your associate or whatever it is you call him. I am certain he bears you no ill will, even though you did shoot him with that shock gun,” York said with a prosaic smile. Saxon turned and glared daggers at Neil.

“Before I do so however I should advise him that as I need Mr Edwards alive, I took the liberty of installing certain guarantees while you were unconscious. I would advise you not to test them.” The blonde Marine Lieutenant steeped in front of the Hex and disengaged the binders with seeming unconcern. Across the back of her armor was stenciled the name ‘Woods’. 

“I’ll give you a moment to get reacquainted before the Lieutenant here takes over the briefing,” York said as the door opened and Sven entered, EMP binders were attached to his wrist but not currently active meaning he could move freely.