Navarre sat in silence for several moments. It was as though all eyes across the bridge were upon him now. They had listened to a story of deceit, betrayal and trust. He trusted his instincts, but only to a point. Now he was more curious than anything else. Starfleet; the name repeated itself in his mind. An absolute organization he had been taught about all his life. Their morality seemed to shift upon a mere whim, and he found that disturbing. Even more so now that he had been thrust into the center of their part of the universe. He rose from the chair and stepped before. "Minaya," He glanced down at the helm officer. "Time to reach the boundary of the Orion Nebula?" "Three weeks at warp two." The blonde replaced after a quick check. "Three weeks." Navarre drew a deep breath. "Never been to Orion space before." He stood motionless, going over in his mind the details he had just heard. "Tia," He called out to the communications officer to the right of the deck. "Inform control our readiness to depart." He waited patiently as she relayed that information. "Yard control confirms. Heading seven one mark one at half impulse." "Pandora, Half impulse." He then glanced back to Dallu, but called out to the communications officer again. "Tia, Take our guest and set some quarters." "Aye, Captain." "You're currently on limited ships access." I understand." Dallu responded evenly, her expression one of gratitude." And thank you." "Haven't done anything yet." Navarre turned back to his chair. "Three weeks." Navarre repeated as he settled into the chair. "Enough time for a small excursion then."