Issa doesn't understand the human need to share everything about them and their past in few minutes. It is especially spurred by stressful situations and the fact she has to ask a lot of questions to the witnesses and possible criminals. Yet, the amount of information humans share willingly and easily about their past and feelings, while feeling deeply offended if one makes a guess or asks why things were exactly so, is staggering and often completely useless.

Still, she listens. Not only it may help her understand this strange man (perhaps with help of Roscoe, watching the recordings later), but he may accidentally spill something important. She is good at paying attention to details, even they are the very technical ones, not the tones and gestures and whatnot. When Galerow gets past the backstory of his lost love, it does get interesting, though.

Void and his gang, the terror of more than few dozen star systems, has been a growing threat. One she has been tasked to eliminate. Well, volunteer-tasked. So far, all her team had found were dead ends no bashing or clever attempt of climbing over could defeat. Could it be that this man had really discovered a link they had not? Issa did not claim to be all knowing, so it was very possible. If she could bring in Void, Prophet and his gang, return SX3... Galaxy would become a much safer place. And her thirst for a tough intellectual challenge solved also satisfied for a while. So, she lets him speak without interruption.

At Androw's request for pen and paper, she slides a smaller pad towards him, but it is apparently unneeded as the man jumps up, sudden urgency and irritation about him like a thick smoke. Even Issa understands that much. And as he continues to speak, her eyes widen just a fraction. If it was truth, Roscoe did not have much time left. If it wasn't... Her agent can return and finish his mission later. There was no need to put his life in danger. Her hand goes to the earpiece, pressing ever so slightly.

"Roscoe, leave the crime scene immediately," she tells him, voice even despite the situation - perhaps because she trusts no harm will come to him. "Boss, it is rigged to blow at certain time. I don't know how much time I have left yet, so I rather not waste it," he responds after a split second of silence. Having so many technical tidbits fully or partially built in him has its merit. "Exactly." Issa's one word is all that is needed to send the man packing.

Once upon a time, human athletes would have turned green with envy, seeing how fast the ex-military man gathered his tools and belongings and left the scene, dragging the two enforcers along because they stared dumbly after his order to leave the area. The Rasthash has already left with the body. In the short time, Issa also has left the interrogation room, standing at the entrance of the ship, eyes focused on the building in the distance. She doesn't even wince when, with a thundering noise, flames consume the construction, although her frozen-like image is ruined by the sharp cough, wrecking her whole body, caused by the many particles of building's remains and smells entering her sensitive nose and throat.

"On my way back, Boss," Roscoe informs her and although she wouldn't admit it, doesn't even really recognize it at this point, there is flare of light somewhere in her chest, what humans would call relief. Even in her unwavering belief in his abilities, it is good to know he made it out and far enough. "Good," she tells him simply, when she soon regains full control over her body, and then the sath woman turns to the man that warned her. "We will not hold you against your will, Mr. Galerow, but if you wish to aid the investigation, it would be helpful if you traveled with us for the course of this investigation or kept in close contact."

If he refuses, she will not be surprised (the same if he agrees), but what Androw won't need to know is that he will be kept a close eye on anyway. They cannot lose such a great potential thread, if what he told is so. Moments later, Roscoe finally reaches the ship, looking a little worse for the wear - having shielded the two enforcers from the blast - but otherwise all in one piece. "We have one empty crew cabin," she adds, in case Galerow wonders if he'd be forced to stay in the interrogation room/cell.

When everything is arranged with the possible-criminal-turned-witness-and-help, one way or another, it is time for Issa to visit Radelle, see what the woman has discovered about this Gilus and from the data she copied. Although some potentially great information was lost in the explosion, the loss was minimized due to the back up of the other data banks. So, soon, Roscoe (having hit the fresher and put on clothes that haven't been touched by explosion wave) and his Boss are sitting in her room, playing Chess.

It is more than a game of wits and strategy for the two of them, during matches they discuss cases and events of the Galaxy, besides it is no regular chess either - spanning across three levels, it has evolved beyond any regular difficulty. Issa's superior memory, increased logic skills and knowledge of ancient chess world class master moves versus Roscoe's also great memory and superb strategical thinking makes for an impressive duel of minds. The games often last for weeks or the whole solving of the case, even if the human always loses in the end, but he never feels offended or annoyed.

"So far, everything he said appears to be truth," Issa says. "It is not likely he actually killed the man," Roscoe agrees. "Unless he actually arranged all of this," the woman continues. "He would have to be a very convincing liar, which I am sure he is, but how does it help him achieve his goal; revenge?" Nathan wonders out loud. The walls are thick, no one would be able to eavesdrop, and if anyone were to barge in, they could stop the discussion. "As a murder suspect, even with cleared name, no one would believe his words, so, this may be an attempt to get into GLEFL," sath reasons.

"It'd be a risky play, he couldn't know a team with the case would arrive to work on this." It's not even argument, Nathan is simply exploring every possibly angle, knowing that Issa probably has it covered already. "He could always ask to be transferred. And he would still have access to valuable sources." "Perhaps he isn't even chasing after the Void, but works for him and is looking for someone the pirate wants to kill. But he does have a passion motive." To this, Issa only nods, unable to argue such statements and simply trusting man's word on this, and they continue to play in silence for a while more, as the ship speeds through the space, destination already set into the auto pilot. Whatever and whoever Androw Galerow is, they will knack him when the time comes.

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