"You're skilled at hacking, I'll give you that," Corliss replies tersely, "but I doubt my brother or anyone else in the rebellion would be willing to accept the skills of someone who would easily take payment to betray us. Unless...you are willing to explain away some grave misunderstanding on the part of the person who hired you to do this?" He eyes Salem skeptically.
<<Clearly someone must have goaded him into it,>> Corliss says, as much to himself as to his temporary host, not really thinking to actually answer Serid's question. <<He's lucky he wasn't able to actually remove information, or I would have been alerted.>>
The faint sensation of Corliss' doubt nevertheless trickles into Serid's mind. He glances at Terenia briefly with a helpless shrug, unable to say any more.
Mike sighs impatiently, silently, in his head. He addresses Corliss out of frustration even though it is useless. <<Come on, mate, tell 'im off and let's get the bloody hell out of here. Terenia, try and convince him the man's an idiot, no lasting harm was done, and he can go on his way. I don't like the idea that he's strapped with half a ton of explosives...>>