"Well, that's good..." Yeshua stares at Marissa for a moment, then turns back to the communications panel. "Uh, there are about thirty of them left out there, there's a good chance that we can get the rest of them to surrender though. Without any leaders to intimidate them, allot of them will have no reason to fight... That is all. I'll tell the others to wait for your troops Admiral. Over and out." His message over, he looks around the bridge, and absently slaps his legs a few times. "So, um... Marissa, what's your last name anyway? I mean, since your gonna come with us... I oughta know right?"