"I'm sure the captain might." The words were delivered with a a little smirk, her tone easy, confident, playful. She didn't turn to face the speaker until after she let them go, and there was a spark of devious mischief in the gaze that pinned the other woman that matched the tone perfectly. A rather attractive Trill, then. Not surprising, the Terrans did seem to cling to some of the same allies, both on this side and on her own. The young woman's words didn't phase her, didn't intimidate her, her answer continuing on as she pinned her gaze to the woman,

"But that won't stop me. I have a habit of getting what I like, no matter who or what stands in my way. And I think I'd like this ship."

Because the things a ship like this could do- just a glance around the bridge was enough to grant all kinds of opportunities. If she could get it back home...

Well, it, and-

"I might also like the daring, beautiful officer standing before me. The one brave enough to try and stand up for her ship?"