"Hey, innocent until proven guilty," Myitt says, holding up her hands. "That's pretty much why the Empire hates me so much, you know." She smiles a little. "Look, both of you, cut the crap. We're all falling apart here, and Breekan's not jumping at anyone's throat. Let's just..."
<Chill.>
"....chill. Alright?"
<Heh. You're such a tool.>
<Look who's talking.>
<Oh, burn.>