[Tayrey, strangely enough, never puts up much of a fight. She causes an alert, gets as far as she can, but when they catch up to her, she doesn't usually drag out her resistance. She's walking now, between two of the goons, her head held high as if they were her honor guard and not her captors.

She looks over at Ava with a smile.]

Wouldn't that be nice? But I think this lot don't have the intelligence for spaceflight. Not even a little Earther in-system craft. You need free minds to reach the stars.

[Then she glances back at her disgruntled-looking escort.] Let me guess. You're an Earther, but your friend isn't. I can tell.

[She gets a hard shove in the back for her efforts. Tayrey stumbles forward, but quickly rights herself.]

Had a good evening excursion? [This directed at Ava, all false cheer.]