"You're on this trip for one reason." Navarre stated sharply. "I am getting underway as quickly as possible." "I can prove myself a valuable asset to you and your ship." She smiled, tilting her head slightly as she stared up at him. "I am more interested in what you may know as of now." Navarre shook his head. "And you will keep those Orion female pheromones under control." "What?" Her eyes flew open in sudden surprise. She had never only met one species that were immune to the attraction the pheromones created. She knew very well he was not a Vulcan. "And do not use them against any of my crew either." He then guided her to one side of the corridor as he took notice to the group approaching the intersection. "Do you understand?" He went on sternly. "Yes, Captain." She smiled. "But you're actually saving my life as well." "Don't cheer." He glared at her. "I can just as easily throw your green hide from an airlock as well." "Once we have authenticated your credentials," The starfleet officer was saying. "It shouldn't take much to locate the information you're looking for." "Excellent." The Assassin Lt.Commander Weatherby nodded her head. "We are on a tight time table." Navarre watched the group as they stroll past them. His eyes instantly locked onto the medical officer in blue. He had never seen a Starfleet officer who seem so frightened before. He could only imagine she had gotten herself into some sort of situation. He started to turn back towards the corridor and be on their way, when his eyes settled onto the two security men in red at the back of the group. He felt as though his skin were crawling; not understanding the strange sensation, he shrugged it off, but took it as a warning. "Transporter room." He sighed. "Let's move a little faster."