Halai arrived in the cleaned up mess hall, small that it was and waited for the others to arrive. Her mind was occupied with not only the situation at hand, but the things she knew she would have to face once they reached Tyrellia. And while most people would be reluctant to be so open amongst a ship full of predominantly strangers, Halai had to trust in her korsiolo which had been loud and clear about this ship and its crew. She had to trust in Michael Conrad even if others would reason he was not worthy of such instant and deep trust.

~Halai Cosgrove