“I should be on the ground.” Masgard asserted immediately, resting a palm on Vreta’s shoulder. 

“I know the treaties inside out; I can make sure we don’t accidentally kick the galactic hornet’s nest. For instance, by violating the clause which states that armed security can accompany civilian personnel at a ratio of no more than 3:1.”

“We are well equipped here to fit the ground party with cameras and sensors, so the full weight of our analytical capabilities will follow wherever they go.” Dr Wetherall placed a hand on Freyr’s shoulder then, just as she had her hands on Marae’s.

“That isn’t going to stop you going down there by any chance, is it?”

“I…don’t think so.” Freyr sighed, taking off her AR glasses and looking at her old friend and colleague. “This is all such a rush, again. As much as I don’t want to, I feel we have the best chance if we get the best brains down there to poke around a bit. It is optional for all of you of course, but I’m going.”

“I’m coming too” Gazes Fondly, the Qalian-Vosh operator, sloshed out of a watery lock in the aquarium and onto the floor in its mobility suit.

“And so is…Searches The Depths.” There was a slight pause as Gazes figured out how to succinctly translate and abbreviate the long and abstract coming-of-age name for his colleague.

The QV scientist who was now wearing a Human lab coat and a pair of AR glasses also exited the watery solution and joined with Gazes Fondly.

“Blast the cameras, if they are going then we are going too!” Chitnarit boomed, detaching one set of legs from the fake ceiling to dangle for a moment, before dropping down with a weighty *thud* on the floor.