"Noble quest." Khadri paused shortly. "Good reasons. I like to be convenient. But, as you can see with the goblin's presence on my ship, that can get anyone into a whole lot of trouble. But I digress and complain. Am I correct in thinking that doing a little good in a lot of places is better than doing a lot of good in one place? Feeding ten starving planets with the barest of rations rather than feeding one to indulgence." Khadri nodded, seemingly confident in his train of thought. "Still." He fixed Kalia with a sharp stare. "If it comes down to it, would you feed that starving planet... or would you feed your peers, my crew? Proverbially speaking, of course. Thusfar, we haven't had any real problem with food." Once again, Khadri tapped on the wall of the ship. Down below, he was quite sure the samsaran would have heard his warding of Murphy's Law if she had been in her room.