[ his eyes get so big and round like saucers ]

--Sorry - excuse me, just a moment, hold on...

[ as he says this he like rapidly starts messing with his holster util he pulls out a big book, and then flips it open to the back. frowns, briefly, turns to the last page, and then grabs his cute message pen and starts writing. ]

...a coalition of ships... eradicate the abundance, the guidance of the hunt... the - can you spell that for me? The ship.