Privately, Maggie agreed with Mallory—but she wasn't about to support crew infighting. "Mallory, shut up," she snapped. "Stop antagonizing the guy with rocks for fists, will you? I'm pretty sure I'm the engineer here, not you. Stuff it." She held a hand out, raising her eyebrow. "Duct tape. Hand it over. I know you have some left." Duct tape was a valuable commodity on [i]Audacia[/i]—and she'd run out of her last roll a while ago. Maybe a distraction in the form of bartering would keep Vas from beating Mallory's head against the wall.