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His eyebrows shot up, he'd had no idea she was that sensitive. Or that gutsy. Despite her being a superior officer she's still talking back to a guy with 75 pounds and 8 years special forces experience on her. Better yet, what she was proposing was more partnership than command.

A broad grin suddenly split his face as he pulled his helmet off. "I think we'll get along just fine Lieutenant Commander Kalre" he said still with the dazzling smile from ear to ear. "Let's get down to business" his grin disappeared "We have a ship heading this way with unknown intent and at least one life form on board. I don't know about you but to me that spells suicide bomber. Normally I'd recommend that blow the thing from range, but it's Romulan and that makes it "political" " his voiced dripped with sarcasm at the last word. "We don't know the layout of the ship or if it's booby trapped. If it turns out to be shielded and we can't transport in we may need to try alternative infiltration. That's where you come in." He flashed her a quick smile and looked around the hangar bay. "Naturally you know the capabilities of these craft better than I do, I don't suppose you have anything that could create a seal to the hull where we could cut through? Or even if that is a feasible plan?"

He'd noticed through the conversation that she'd been becoming steadily more relaxed and felt a momentary twinge of guilt at his earlier reaction. Necessary though it was to establish boundaries of that respect he couldn't help but regret that his reaction had been that confrontational. Well, maybe after all this he'd apologize. Hell maybe he could even by her a drink.