Len, come on. Trust her a little. Jane settles her hands on her hips and bows her head, breathing out a rough sigh. She gets what Bones is doing. She does. That doesn't mean she needs to like it.

The demands when they come weren't even shocking. Weapons, legitimacy, the chance to hold a private meeting with the planets leadership, oh and the threat that everyone will end up dead if they're not fulfilled. Jane rubs the back of her neck, easing none of the tension winding tighter in her shoulders.

"Show of good faith. Release Dr. McCoy's patients into our care and we'll set up a call with the council."