“It was the space station, the one we docked at. That was the light in the sky, if that's what you're asking about.” Vreta answered back to 595. “I have contact with our cruiser. They’re reporting a large detonation after a ship was flown into it. The Barbarossa itself is still in one piece; its shields were up at the time. I can’t say the same about the other ships docked there. The cruiser is sending in search and rescue drones to sweep the debris for survivors."

At this point, Vreta found himself truly concerned about the state of Outremer. How overstretched was their security that they could allow two major bombings to take place? Were there agents of the Skinners that had infiltrated their security forces, or had they found a way to hide their explosives from the military’s scanning techniques? Perhaps the Rothians could lend out teams with higher quality scanning equipment to help prevent future attacks? Their scanners could pierce even highly-shielded containers to identify their contents. He just had to get it into the Outremer government’s collectively stubborn skulls that they should accept the help they were offering. 

For now, Vreta complied with staying with the group to head into the facility. After they had dealt with the current crisis, they could worry about preventing the next one. Rhia had already sent a report to Rareth regarding everything they had witnessed. No doubt, she would get to work on the problem long before Vreta would be in a position to do so. 

Despite being far larger and stronger, Vreta was far gentler than the Human soldier when he placed his hand on Freyr’s shoulder. Even without computer-assistance for her expressions, it was obvious she was distressed. “Are you alright? I promise we’ll do whatever we can to keep this from happening again.”