(Helen gazes into a holographic-interface device)
Helen: God, you have cameras everywhere. Every tribe, every race.
Toland: Step away from there.
Ranna: Helen Magnus, Commander Juno Toland, head of security. You injured three of his men.
Helen: Right. (winks) Sorry about that.
Toland: I don't care that you're the daughter of Gregory Magnus, you don't exist anymore.
Ranna: None of us will exist anymore, Toland, if we don't … widen our gaze. We need help. She's an expert on hyper-species. I want this kept from the Senate for as long as possible, Toland.
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