They had no sooner materialized aboard a cruiser that they were then on their way through the vessel. "Well." Navarre clasped his hands behind his back. "Tell me, Old Warriors." He chided them as he often had. "Just how much trouble am I in this time?" "Nothing you have done." The broader stated in his deep voice. "But there is much strife amongst the great houses, and you have fallen into the mix." "Ahhhh." Navarre nodded. "Someone thinks to use me as a pawn against my father." "Ja'tac is correct." The tall bald one added. "political jockying for position and control. And your insight is correct. There have been whispers of threats against you, but merely to draw your father into a vulnerable position before the High Council." Ja'Tac stepped before Navarre and stopped suddenly. Turning, he stared down at the much younger man. "Your heart is Klingon. You have been taught, and learned well." He slapped a heavy hand down onto the mans shoulder. "Mind those teachings, and gain knowledge from your experiences." Navarre remained silent, but there was a deep worry building in the depths of his stomach. "Your greatest challenge is about to begin." "Oh boy." Navarre sighed as they resumed walking.