Kijani hid an amused chuckle as Warden armed Jason. She wondered if Warden could produce a blade for her as well. Her preferred weapon was locked away in one of her many safehouses, and she missed the feel of the steel in her hand. Perhaps later, though- it may not be a smart idea to display her full capabilities in such a situation. "Shall we?" She smiled at her two traveling companions, before starting to walk in the starboard direction. "You know, Warden, I agree with you. I could definitely use a nice meal." Though she was certain there would be nothing even close to organic food on this ship. It would be all the cloned or freeze dried garbage they fed military now. Useful to make one full, but impossible to enjoy. Despite being held in stasis for so long and not needing to eat, something internal and primal in her wanted something to chew, something to be in her stomach.