Lafiel had been giving her own Ponyu class interdiction craft a lookover with a pleased frown. Pleased because after the Nightmare King, looking over a ship was a comforting and familiar ritual. Frowning because the Ponyu was not in the least bit aerodynamic, shaped like a tadpole here with the ventral plate closed and like a sunfish when it opened to fire the engine. There was no way she could take it inside an atmosphere without large modifications.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw movement among the X-wings on the other side of the hangar and walked over to investigate.