“Oh, I’m sure Rareth will have plenty of words for your colleagues. If I were a betting man, which I absolutely am, I would say they will mostly be about moving us to that Rothian cruiser in orbit. Since it’s, you know, [i]actually[/i] the best option available to us by a long shot.” Nirann shrugged. 

After a moment, Nirann tilted his head towards Marae. “Well, in any case, that’s Rareth’s job to deal with, not ours. What do you think, love? You done with work now too?”

Marae had been holding an empty cup of tea for a few minutes as she had been examining the hologram of the nanomachine, but as curious as she was, there was little else she could learn without more direct observations. For now, there was nothing more they could do here. “I think I would [i]really[/i] like to have a change of scenery away from that black site. What exactly do you have in mind?”

“Does it involve as many hallucinogens as your last outing? Because I’ve got to warn you, my wife is a [i]bit[/i] of a lightweight.” Nirann remarked, leaning back just as Marae jabbed her elbow into his side. 

“Nirann! Now…” Marae started. At first, she seemed exasperated, but that slowly turned to a grin. “…you [i]know[/i] that isn’t true.”