"I'm guessing CLU isn't on the ship, either." She crosses her arms, sighing. She'd been around less than a month, and from what she'd seen, the whole ship was a mess, communications-wise. Nobody was talking, sharing the information they had. Some people went through the right channels, but most didn't. Current company included.

Not that it was much of a surprise — when you crew was made up of a cast stretching over the multiverse, whisked away without so much as a "may I please". Still, people had to start reaching across the aisle, even if it hurt.

"Okay, I've got a question." Shepard crouches down, arranging herself so she's closer to Rinzler's current sitting level. "This has been bugging me since the trial — what set you off? All you would say was that your victim started it. Let's say I believe you. Give me a break-down of the sequence of all events."