[Her fingers move against the table before fidgeting together, thinking over all of that. She's becoming increasingly anxious about how all of this is going to turn out, no matter how well she can fake confidence for her team.]

We have to figure out a way to make them understand. Everyone listens, if you find the right words. You're the ship's diplomat. I trust that you'll do everything you can to limit the lives lost.

[She reaches across the table to pat at his hand. Carefully, so the cracker mansion doesn't wind up crushed.]