''I see.'' Ivan follwed, wanting to see the inside. He immediatley began spotting hidden compartments. This was of course to his trained eye. He had hit smuggling ships regularly in his early days.
''Hopefully not me.'' He replied, handing her a datapad. ''I'm planning a meeting with my top three, you included. Meet me here, at our Haven. I must return to the Aegis, my ship.'' He bowed, and left, finding the shuttle taxi up to the orbital docks.