"I'm not assuming you're a Thangarian but surely you've encountered one before," she pointed out. She could feel her eyebrow twitch. He wasn't backing down and that bothered her and some part of her was thrilled because too many times had she been able to cow people into backing off just because she has an impressive wing span.

And he isn't what she thinks of as tiny. A primal urge to strike him again rises up but she beats it back with a practiced air because she has no time for whatever this is.

"A suspect? For what crime? That idiot who chased me here didn't even bother asking questions! He assumed just as you and your friend did! No one even asked me what I was doing for crying out loud," she snaps. "Do I automatically ping as a a criminal.... I mean yeah I'm technically what some might call a pirate or a smuggler but I was trying to do the right thing! And you idiots start chasing me around and fraking blow up my Baby!"

She hisses at him bearing her teeth. "I wasn't raised on the homeworld but from where I've been? I've been an adult a HELL of a lot longer than you Blue so back the hell off. I don't give a shit if you're the Admiral of the Star Breaker's Fleet or a beggar from the streets or Korlath-Six. I'm sick and tired of idiots who shoot first and ask questions latter."

She pauses in her rant and pulls out a clean cloth from her belt. "I am sorry for breaking your nose though... not exactly what I wanted to do."