He entered the conference room, taking note of La'Ahna standing alert, staring at the strange robotic on the far side of the table. He moved to the head of the table and glanced around at Blue. "Okay?" "I still doing a complete evaluation. The Robot is not a threat, and can serve an important role aboard ship. "Blue put forth. "But our new Security officer seems to have some objections that I had not discovered as of yet." He sighed heavily as he glanced towards his Security officer. "And?" "The Dirs unit is a construct of artificial beings. I am as of yet uncertain of what its current assignment here is. But this would be considered a significant security matter." She glanced over and paused for a moment. "It knew what I was instantly." Navarre hesitated for a moment, allowing the significance of what she had just stated settle in. "And you recognized it?" He stated slowly. "Knowledge of what they are in pre-programmed into my knowledge centers." She responded evenly. Navarre nodded slowly as he glanced towards the hovering robot by the table. "I assume you have a voice?" "I do." The Robot responded excitedly. "As with the Guardians, I too am programmed to serve, my Lord." It bowed its head and drew it clasped hands together before its chest plate. "Dammit." Navarre groaned as he settled slowly into the chair. He ran a hand slowly over his face and then glanced up at the Robot after several moments of silence. "The whole story," His voice was firm, but calm. "Where you came from and why you are here. Truth, or I'll turn you into an entertainment center for the galley." "Oh dear." The Robot moaned softly. "I am also programmed not to lie to the Hierarch." "This is getting tiresome." Navarre groaned. "Okay. start talking."