The Admiral slowly dropped to one knee before him. "Not you too." Navarre gasped as he stared down at her. "Our history," She began desperately. "Long ago; We served those that were called the Hierarch. We were ship buildings, engineers, and loyalists. They lead us to be all that was possible." She slowly shook her head. "We became too vain and arrogant. We fell to arguing and bickering amongst ourselves. It lead to our ruin." She pointed up at him. "You are our second chance to make right what we did wrong. To not make the same mistakes that lead up to this point." "I am just a freighter Captain." Navarre sighed softly. "With a weird little crew of misfits. I am still learning things myself." "Then we grow together. We learn together." "You have lead your people well." He returned. "Continue to do so and we will see where things go." He paused for a moment and then added with an irritated tone of voice. "But there will be no more kneeling and no one calls me My Lord ever again!"