"I'm not trying to tell you what to do like controlling you. I'm trying to point out flaws in your thinking! And if many other people on the ship know, and have not reported it to the crew, then they are being assholes! And if a crew member knows, and they have not stopped you, then they are being absolutely not responsible." His voice never raised from an intense quiet tone and his eyes were on hers, through his visor, of course.

"And I'm not asking you to Yes sir me, or follow my ideals. But if you honestly don't see how flawed your thinking is, how can you possibly be a engineer or a scientist? The logic inconsistencies in your statements are huge!" He glared at her, wondering why the hell she was not in a cell.

"Actually, you've given me next to no knowledge at all, and any thing you told me by now would have been tossed out as presented by a flawed source, so anything I am saying is based off of observation, knowledge of societal structure, and of the fact that death rays are, quite simply a killing weapon. Making one is an attack, in and of itself, and a statement of intent. Disagree or don't, but I damned sure will report your statements exactly as you have made them to the authorities."

And he stepped back from her, still at the ready, using his exact memories and hearing to step around obstacles.