That warranted borrowing an expression from Spock. He raised an eyebrow a little, half in query, half in commiseration. She had a quality he almost inherently recognized. Career military. Hard to mistake for being anything but what it was.

And she was definitely not the sort of woman he wanted to cross. Call it a sixth sense.

"Are we -- you know, targeting back?" Who had two thumbs and didn't feel like putting up with systematic oppression? This dude.