A variety of vessels shot past them on the main screen. Navarre gasped with surprise. "Escorts?" He glanced back at a smiling Doctor Shell. "Those are Pirates!" "Ferron is a safe Haven, Captain." Diesel laughed loudly. "And there are a lot of groups out here that owe Doc Shell in many ways." "You've been accepted here, Captain." Doctor Shell smiled. "You're with me." "You have some strange friends, Doc." Navarre glanced towards Diesel with sudden realization. "And you're one of them." "Never said I wasn't." He nodded curtly. "There are still some beings out here with no loyalty to anyone, but they still obey one rule." "And that is?" Sielvario then asked. "No one attacks the Doc, and Ferron is an off-limits to attack, either on the surface or in orbit." "Safe Haven." Navarre glanced back to Doctor Shell. "The Federations Starfleet has no authority out here." "No one has authority, Captain." Sushi then entered the conversation. "This is free space. There are many cultures and beings within the Fringe, And one thing they all agree upon; No outside powers shall hold any authority here." "Interesting." Navarre glanced back over his shoulder as yet more vessels sailed into view. He glanced back towards Diesel. "You and I are going to have a detailed discussion on the Fringe later on." Diesel chuckled deeply. "Anytime, Captain Kidd." "Who?" Navarre stared at him in confusion.