Daphne grabbed a PADD and headed toward the cell that had been set aside for the General.
Standing on the other side of an energy field, General Traknor barely acknowledged her presence.
"So, you've come back for a second bite at the apple?" came the voice from the Universal Translator.
"I thought another talk would be appropriate, General Traknor. I have come across some information that I thought would make our discussion a little easier."
"Rrreally now.", came the response as the felinid eyed the Commander.
Daphne studied the felinid as he spoke carefully. She eyed his stance, the way his fur prickled and his tail move. She studied his eyes. She compared he observations to the suggestions that her Caitian partner had given her about reading felinoid body language.
He was not showing signs of stress that would be detectable to a human. However, his tail was moving from side to side. He could either be gearing up, or just wagging out of habbit.
"What can you tell me about your masters?" Daphne had decided that the blunt approach would probably work best with someone whose culture was based on action.
"The question should be what *will* I tell you. Now, just why should I answerrr you? Why should I cooperrriate at all?" He was showing signs of being stubborn once more, but that was expected.
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