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Lillia just stood there. She hadn't been able to react to James pointed statements and now with a glance at the chaos she had caused...well she just stood there. There was nothing to say. Voices seemed far away and she vaguely heard James locking everything down.

She pressed back against the wall, twisting her hands together and trying to figure out the easiest escape route. A look of aboslute horror on her face, she was pale and when she raised a hand to her mouth she realized her hand was shaking.

Immediately she heard her mother's voice inside her mind ordering her to compose herself! And this she did slowly, trying to calm down.

he left the half drugged Jelena where she sat and went over to a random cabinet with a lock, putting in a pass code. Well, turned out that was in fact a gun locker. These were indeed Fleet issued, but not the one with the off calibrations. This was his own emergency stash of the things, always top notch. Grabbing one out he walked over to Lilia and handed it off to her. Why did she get one? Erik trusted her. "Here...simple to use. Activate it and pull the trigger." Then he took out his communicator, patching into Fleet Security to issue directions...after all, he was high up in the ranks of Fleet Security and had quite the bit of sway.

Jelena at this time was shaking off the drugs that had been given to her earlier. But in light of that she was discovering she was getting a pretty bad headache, and she was still black out induced tired. Her eyes lazily scanned the room a moment, looking to Erik, then to James, and then to Lilia. And she just blinked.

A finger twitched and then she pushed herself a little unsteadily from the chair to her feet. Walking over to Lilia she placed her hand on her shoulder, squeezing lightly. "I don't blame you...you don't have the access to that specific information." Just to perhaps relieve the girl of some worry.

Then she let go and walked past them all to PAID her way into the back part of the lab. "I...have work to do...I don't want to get behind." That's right Trevale, pretend there isn't' a problem for a long as you possibly can.

She hadn't really given him a specific answer. On his first set of questions or his second set really. Partly because she really didn't know and it turned more or less into her picking a random thing to do and him helping her out with it, or something close to it, perhaps redirecting her attention back to the task at hand or away from it when she just seemed to be over doing it.

Now she seemed to be idly walking the catwalks of the back project zone that had all the enclosures, seemingly doing a survey of things. Of course whether she was really working was debatable, she had been rather distant, and sometimes scribbling little notes on the corner of a file, or her hand, or anything that a pen could leave a mark, which usually just wasn't her thing. Then she stopped, looking at a distant enclosure that was unoccupied and gave a slight look to the ever trailing James. "What about that space for your cerberus or hydra?"

A little shrug. "I haven't checked today...techs tell me that everything is on track though. So no worries there." No worries there...wasn't she usually up in a fit about everything? Bah, she had bigger worries on the back of her mind right now. So a little written note on the margin of the file she was carrying.

And she took to that slow walking again. Though she looked back to him slightly. "I didn't say anything about that now did I? I'm not even thinking about that right now really..." That was called a cover up that she fooled herself into believing.

"They won't eat him, too many little bones." Mumbled over her shoulder, seeing as she didn't really even look back at him at all. Why? Because James seemed to have become good at reading her. Or she just was so open to him...or her currently feeling of vulnerability was showing through horribly.

Quiet for a moment, keeping her slow pace. "Your security means nothing if Radiance itself makes the order." Always a possibility that needed to be considered...Radiance may think her too much a hassle and correct the problem by removing it. "Besides James, what am I supposed to do about it?"

Stopping she gave a sigh, leaning back against the railings in a rather dejected manner. "As far as everyone in Radiance is concerned, and the Fleet commanders, I'm merely renting space in a cruiser. And I've jeopardized the entire Fleet somehow, seeing as only I should have that information in that article." Well her and Erik and the computers, but he got the point of it. "And as Project Leader, I'm responsible...they can simply make this whole problem go away by shutting me down and sending me packing." All said in quite the horribly heartbreaking tone really, and a bit of dead feeling to it all.