[She's curious about the similarities between the Tradelines and Gjallarhorn, and makes a mental note to ask him more about it later, because on the surface, an Inspection Bureau didn't sound as if it had much in common with a trade-and-defense focused military organisation. It sounded... regulatory, whereas out on the lines, the ultimate authority was the ship's captain - a holdover from the old days of sub-c engines. Back then, time dilation had meant that outside orders could have taken many years to reach a frontier-bound starship.

For now, however, his description of the suits has caught her interest. In fact, it's that very pride in his voice that has sparked her enthusiasm, and she smiles back at him brightly.]

I'd like very much to see it! I don't think we have anything like that. Maybe they have them planetside on some of the colonies, I don't know, but if we're in combat, there's not much that can't be taken care of by firing the full length of the laser array at it. [Her last ship had been very heavily armed for its size.] I always enjoy seeing new technologies. Show me! [She gestures for him to lead the way.]