Spaced out.

[Arbs]

"You wouldn't have made it to Leeds." Elizabeth noded to Mayer as he gave her the glass of water. "Thank you Mayer." She moved her attention back to LaChance.

"Commodore Dagon. She knows no mercy. And even then, if you had made it to Leeds. The Liberty Marine Raiders were on their way to an attack. You would've been caught in it as a target of opportunity." She drank the water on the glass, now holding but an empty glass in her hands. "So, if you are still alive and in one piece, taken good care of. It is because of me, because of my order."

In the end I doubt you have any other better alternatives. Maybe you don't like being our "guest", but I doubt space would've a better option. So if I were on you I'd be a bit more appreciative on being.. rescued. Go figure if thats not honorable."

Elizabeth got up up from her chair. As she moved on to put her glass back on the small table, she was thinking. Abmre seemed still shocked from what had happened and where she found herself. Not just Elizabeth but pretty much anyone knew that getting captured is nothing anyone would wish for themselves.

Planet Los Angles caught her stare as she was moving back to the chair next to the bed. Liberty. Home. All in the name of that.

Ambre's resistance showed that it was not going to be easy. Still she had to try and make it work without having to resort to other methods that crossed her mind after hearing words like execution or torture. Brutality was a crooked path to information and rather more effective for weaker minds.

As she was approaching her bed she continued. "Execution? Thats for psychos and murderers. Not a way to treat a soldier. Torture?" She paused for a moment. "Rather not. Perhaps not. Thats for spies and assassins." Truth was that they needed to extract information from her and anything was acceptable. But Elizabeth had other plans.

As she sat down she made the situation clearer.

"You are here because we need you. It's quite simple simple capitane. We will ask and you will answer."