"Don d'ennemi c'est malencontreux." Adalaide muttered the old proverb almost absentmindedly. It meant that you shouldn't trust gifts from your enemy and it was something her father used to say when dealing with all the flattering and backstabbing that existed in the political world. Adalaide's uncle had been in the Assemblée nationale for many years, although she believed he retired a few years ago. She didn't really keep up with that side of the family, especially since her father's money was used keep up their wealth and she was the reason it was stuck in a bank account untouched by anyone for the last 5 years. 

"Stop Elyse," Addy said, a little sharply, when Elyse was saying for Pip to take his mask off," We don't need to see his face to trust him and we don't need to trust him to bring him to the brig. We just need to trust that Tango can initiate a lock down if things go south. And that Reena can shoot faster than he can draw."

"As soon as we're in Warp, we will bring you to the brig, until then we'll wait here. I still have more questions for you though. This just isn't the most appropriate venue." Adalaide informed Pip as she waited for the Warp to start. Except it didn't and she swore under her breath, going over to the nearest computer terminal. She pulled up her desktop and found the half finished coordinate set. She quickly finished typing that before she informed Ray.

"Sorry for the delay Cap, we should be all good to go." Adalaide informed him, still berating herself as she watched the feeds from around the ship.