Sporting a sly grin as she watched Geonar shake Castov's hand, Lake added, "I only provided transportation, but... you're welcome." She nodded over toward the desk covered in datpads and papers. "So, what's all that about?" Her grin broadened. "Backlog of mail from being a hostage so long?" she said jokingly.
Veni, Vidi, Velcro. (I came, I saw, I stuck around)