Jason leans forwards into the table, rubbing his face and thinking to himself *Why did I agree to meet them? We chose to not contact them only to do this? And Hanamura seems to be hellbent on making us look like the terrorist fools we believe Triple Hazard to be.* Allowing none of these thoughts to leave his lips, instead he returns to leaning back into his chair and looking at the documents given to them. "Mister Carpenter, this is all well and good. You have indeed proven that Triple Hazard has no official ties with Lost Company... However this is your businesses information, and we both know you're smarter then to wire funds from official accounts, surely you have personal accounts that lack such ties yes? A figurative offshore account? Or multiple even? And while the appearance of the Devourer would in any other case be a point to you not being linked, the timing is rather suspicious yes? We both know that pilot hides his true voice, that much is painfully obvious. So how hard would it be to have another pilot climb in the cockpit, do a quick pass of the station and run off on a moments notice? Of course such a plan would quite a feat to be done in less then the hour it took for us to arrive and bring you here..." He pauses for a moment and chuckles, as he takes a glass of the plum wine and raises it as if to toast the Senor Staff "Of course this is merely the thoughts and conjecture of an old man, nothing more." Birdie looks at Alberts, the gears turning as to whether or not Alberts "Conjecture" was just that. "Well... I guess that makes things clear. If uh, if there's nothing more to do here perhaps we just go our separate ways and just acknowledge that Fleet class Jump Drives should be activated away from stellar bodies and Stations?"
Seline looks over at Nodoka, reaches into her jacket and gives her a half empty pack. "Here, you need these more then Ah do Hanamura."
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