[@PrinceAlexus][@InfamousGuy101] Colonel Swaigers gave Carter a curious glance, then shook his head, "The Synaxis has never had any understanding with the Commonwealth, neither do the Calarians. I would anticipate that the Commonwealth will remain neutral in the conflict." "As to your question, Captain," he turned his attention to Le Mariner, "We are awaiting instructions from your headquarters at the Grendell as to what they would like to do with the gold and the ship. My anticipation -" he gave a small incline of his head as if to say he was just guessing, " - and this is merely the musings of a Colonel - is that we might be asked to offload the vessel here and keep the gold in Mitteland where it might be used to continue the war effort in the event that the Grendell falls. It is, at the very least, far away from the Calarians." "As for the vessel, I imagine she will resume the military service for which she was being outfitted when the city was overrun," Cromer added, "So yes, supplies, armour plating and other such matters will be looked into. Once we receive instruction from Grendell we will do what is necessary. There is also the matter of who will be on the ship at that time. Grendell may send down an experienced air crew. There may not be one available and the ship might be loaned to the [i]Luftstreitkräfte[/i]. Until we know what is happening, please accept the hospitality of the city." [hr] [quote=@Terrans] [h2]Aden[/h2] ... Aden let that thought die with a grumble and a flick of the dead cigar. He wasn't a thief or a coward. He gave a sigh and straightened, moving back to the airship's interior and whoever had decided to stay behind. [/quote] There was a slight scramble from the boarding ramp as Zoe reappeared. She had been off the ship, presumably going for a walk around the city, though she seemed in quite a rush to be back aboard, her cheeks flushed, one hand held to the side of her face as if trying to hide herself from someone's gaze, though she dropped it the moment she was back aboard. She took a deep breath, "Good morning Mister Robertson," she greeted Aden cheerfully, no apparent distress in her tone, though her cheeks were still rather flushed.