"Indeed, this is the demeanor one would expect from a smuggler with ideals, aspirations, and principles... hold on, this sounds like a rather young female voice This old master doesn't recall your ship having any beautiful women.",He propped himself up—the effort alone drained him—and quickly assessed his condition.,"This place is too open, we can't engage in battle here! Lieutenant Mondersen!" The one who originally wanted to ditch his "superior officer" was still chattering away, just now he'd switched targets to a similarly clad middle-aged man wearing an old-style power armor suit.。