“We’ll have that united front. I will approve a strike group from the Rothian navy to assist.” Rareth answered. “If these machines continue to refuse dialogue, then we will stop them there, or else determine their capabilities. Speaking of, we should get our scans from the last battle to the science team to see if there are any recognizable features from known Cradle-objects.”

Rareth turned her attention back towards the others on the Faultless Spear. She paused, briefly referring to some information on a holographic screen off to her side. “You are to follow your orders to deploy to the Barbarossa. Though I am reading that there are medical items of concern. Continue to follow the instructions of medical personnel on the Faultless Spear, then move to the Barbarossa once the relevant patients have been cleared for duty.”

Rareth’s gaze fell onto the other hologram present. “Ensure that both ships keep to our timetable for the next assignment, but see that you heed the instructions of our medical personnel.”