Raze cocked an eyebrow, then glanced at Travis, who was wearing his normal 'smirk' on his face.
"Well, I'm sure there are a good number of people who would want to kill Travis at any given moment, Otaktay, so you'd have to get in line," Raze replied to Otak. "Even so, he's part of my crew. Which means, he's my responsibility." She let out a small sigh. "And irritating and cocky as he may be sometimes, he's very good at his job. So no killing." She glanced at Travis once more. "Besides, he's the one who's going to release your arm from his special 'goo', and then go and make up a translator for you." She smiled broadly and somewhat sarcastically at Travis. "Aren't you, Ace?" she asked him, although it was more of an order than a question.
"And then, Oktaktay, you can tell me the rest of your story."
Veni, Vidi, Velcro. (I came, I saw, I stuck around)