The girl on the bed shudders. The Surgeon had injected her with some chemical or another and now she slowly awakened.

  Her bed was pulled out so I could stand behind her. I had my pistol, gauss pistol that is, in my hand. It was pointed at the restrained girls head.

  The two others in the room had looked at me very strangely when I walked away and returned with my pistol in hand. It was very clearly not a human designed gun, after all. I just didn't want anyone to know about my love for dimensional jaunts. That's an 'issue' that needn't be spread.

  The girl opened her eyes, and screamed. I didn't twitch, but the two others had their hands on holy symbols and weapons at the loud shriek.

  She still had the makeshift helmet... and the screaming was annoying... eh, old gods be damned, why not.

  I 'gently' smack my hand on the helmet, and her head rocks. "Be silent. You are in the presence of nobility." I said.

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  She shuddered but went silent. Anibeli looked at me and nodded. "Good day to you, navigator." She said politely. "You are currently aboard my vessel, of which you have assaulted. Tell me, why did you get sent here?" She asked.

  "I-i-dont know.... please let me go?" She squeaked out.

  "Not what I asked, nor are you in a position to ask anything. You are a threat to my crew. The only reason you live is curiosity. Why we're you sent. Last chance before you force us to attempt to aquire the information I desire in a more... forcefull manner." Anibeli said flatly.

  "I don't know! Please, captain! I don't know! They captured me and just abused me! They cared nothing for me!" She yelled in panic. Her eyes were wide, voice shrill.

  She spoke in a panic. She spoke about her house, and her posting aboard a merchant ship. Then how they boarded and captured her. Then her time in captivity.

  I listened, and silently judged. She didn't feel like she was lying. No physical tells, but I had read that immaterial influence could be insidious. Corruptive.

  I said as much to Anibeli. The priest, once again, began praying over the navigator. Anibeli stood silent. She paced and slowly came up with an answer.

  "I... Cannot judge you. So, I will do the next best thing. You will be moved down to the brig, and then transferred off my ship. Nezekiri, guard her. Any hit of taint, kill her. Also, take her to the brig, 2 squad will be sent to assist in guarding her." She said.

  "Priest, you will be sent to pray upon the captive. I want no corruption, at all. Do not fail, either of you. The price of failure is far too high." She said.

  I bowed, and attached my pistol to my back. I broke the restraints keeping her on the bed, and dragged her to the brig without a word.

  This would be... tedious. I would have to stay with her 24/7. sigh. Joy.