Bowe seemed pretty confused, but Hamele more so. Usually, cells of this treatment are a 'lot' less maintained than this. Hamele tried to get up to examine a bit closer while Bowe just sat there like 'what kind of cruel place is this'. Bowe in particular is not too fond of this whole capturing stuff. At least the beds look nice.
Hamele zoned out and then began thinking to herself. 'Well, we found who we're looking for...' She thought, sighing. '...Now we just need to get our answers.' Bowe just stood up, ceasing her rolling and having recovered spectacularly. "Oooh! More people!" She said with just as much energy and unawareness as usual.
"Why, the Cap'n herself!" The captain exclaimed. "Me?" Susan said, confused. "From what we Serapis learned, some fleet captains are treated as though they are important officials," Goldbeard explained. "And you, Cap'n Spearson, are among one of the best war heroes in the Galactic Roborg War! Therefore, we can use you as ransom to convince the Human government to give us plasma weapons capable of killing a Krystalline." Susan stands there, kinda in shock. "Ransom? You wouldn't!" Kqidons exclaimed, outraged. "We know it be crossing a moral line, and we do not take in the pleasure of doing such a thing, but it's a necessary evil for our goals."
