Drake glanced over in the direction of the lieutenant, making silent note of the message the man had relayed. After the man had left, he merely shrugged. “I’ve had to smuggle terraforming equipment before. I’ve seen corporations build worlds before... what they do with them is above my pay grade. In case [i]your files[/i] didn’t tell you, I’m not much of one to question how things come about unless I can profit off of it.” He mentioned her files with a certain amount of scorn, as if he were, again, subtly mocking her. In fact, Drake seemed to be intentionally misunderstanding her—but he knew that she wasn’t exactly talking about corporations here.