Navarre stared at the occupants of the room for a moment; all appeared to take a nonthreatening stance before them. A heavy silence hung in the air between them for a moment. "Welcome board the High Lancer." A woman with short blonde hair nodded curtly. "I am ships Captain, Nera Cole." Navarre stepped down from the platform before her. clasping his hands behind his back as he stared at her. "Captain Navarre of the independent merchant vessel Orpheus." "An honor to have you aboard, Captain Navarre." She made a slight bow of her head. "We're not accustomed to having someone of your status aboard." "My status?" Navarre stammered in surprise. "The Admiral will explain." She indicated to the door. "If you will? She is currently waiting in the conference hall." "Jonah!" Dallu exclaimed as she leaped from the platform to where a young woman waited patiently, but equally excited. "I thought you would never get back!" The girl beamed happily as they grasped hands. "Knock it off, you two." The Captain gave them a stern glance. "Proper edicate first. Celebrate later." "Yes, Mother." Jonah responded. "Sorry. Captain." "Understood, Captain." Dallu added as the two stepped back at the same time.