Dirk exchanged a glance with Quiron and proceeded. "So let me get this straight, you want us to hand over our most treasured piece of technology so you can take your daughter on a day trip into enemy space?" Dirk let that sink in for a moment, cutting back in before Brettonias could respond. "I don't even see why you really need it. You talk about the 'need' for a primary Battleship, yet the Nephilim accually boasts more firepower and a larger powercore than our Persephone." To his left Quiron nodded his agreement, and Dirk pressed further on. " And you have not made any mention to any benefit this would have to our group. Especially due to the guarantee, not just a risk, of this ships existence becoming known to several groups who would try and use that technology for their own gains. Furthermore, what evidence can you show that the Colonial Military or the Council won't try to steal this technology?" Dirk looked directly into the Pontiffs eyes, "With all due respect the more I think about this, the more dangerous the outcomes become..., in light of this, I move we take a short recess, so that we may contact our leadership back in Zeta and so that you can come up with some answers to our concerns."