'ope yer conference was fruitful, all good news an' that. Fourth Diode shipment delivered. 'ad a couple o' blokes tailin' me ship for a few systems, but we shook 'em before we got ta Dragon space. Might wanna warn ya patrols, eh? Don't want 'em gettin' caught with their pants down. The ships were pingin' me system as Order an' Crayter, but the way they flew screamed pirate. Mighta just been me imagination, but it never 'urts ta be careful.
Final shipment dropped. Pleasure doin' business wit' the rightful rulers o' Kusari. Do let me know personally if there is anythin' else the Congress can do for you folks, I'll make sure it gets sorted. For the right price, o' course.