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Echo nodded his head. "Yes sir." he replied to Raphael, extremely thankful that his previous set of orders had been overridden. He didn't like the idea of launching himself into space, combat skin or not.

He turned then to one of the other Aschen officers, "Could you please direct me to the cell in which the prisoners are being kept?" he requested. The officer nodded her head and motioned for him to follow through the bowels of the ship down to where Dugal and Morieghan were being kept. Prior to entering the cell, he was briefed on the situation so far, and informed as to the measures in place within the chamber, the psionic inhibitors that would protect his mind and the potential for the room to be spaced.

The ambassadors may well have been surprised to find yet another wispy and fragile looking young person entering their cell alone, the door closing firmly behind him as he stepped inside. The silvery-haired golem glanced between the pair of them with an expression that spoke only of curiosity. "Greetings." he said with a gentleness that contrasted sharply with the Aschen agents, "I have been instructed that I am to examine you. There is no cause for alarm. You will not be harmed or discomforted in any way. Please, simply remain still for a moment. I will not take long."

Though he was wary of the 'aliens' as they had been referred to, though in truth most beings that Echo had encountered were alien in one way or another, he did not fear them. With the psionic inhibitors in place they could not access nor harm his mind.