The com went silent, his palms began to sweat in fear that his bluff had been called. But then a woman's voice called through the speakers, asking for a trade of information. If his brain could smile it would have, LeeRoy would be able to see what kind of technology they're equipped with. If LeeRoy were the sort to break face once a situation seems to go in his favor he would have heaved a sigh of relief. The woman scientist had likely saved his skin, even if it was at a price. All the information stored on his command deck was practically useless to them if they wanted information about the Dreamers. But his logs were vast, spanning two centuries of travel through the cosmos, so it would take an incredible amount of time for them to analyze all of it. By then he'd likely be finished with what he needed to accomplish.

"I'd be more than willing to give you guys my logs and research, it's quite an expansive log but hey. You might find something useful of it. Takes me about a month to read through all of it at once, but hey, maybe you've got a computer to analyze all of it. Now, before I come on board I have something that I need to stress. I may be immortal, but I'm not invincible. I need my suit to even walk onto your ship, because the air is likely not breathable to me, and I'd prefer for my lungs to not explode." He perked an eyebrow up over the edge of his glasses. 

"That won't be much of a problem will it?" He hoped not, exploded lungs always hurt more than anything else. That and his suit had holsters for weapons and C4 blended in quite perfectly with the color of the ceramic coating. 

'You're going to do something stupid, aren't you?'

[i]Probably, but if I succeed then the rewards will be great, and I'll likely have disabled one of the greatest threats to the universe. At least for a time.[/i]

'I wish I wa-'

[i]Don't make wishes, you might regret making them in the long run.[/i]

'Eh, I suppose you'd know all about that one.'

[i]You have no idea.[/i]