"Of course. When you're freed, I will apprise you of all I know of this ship, its technology, and its operations."

Zam stood.

"Our time is up. There was only so much I could convincingly program of your image and speaking in the illusion I made. I will seek your release and we'll talk more of this later."

Her tone got even colder somehow.

"Tell no one of what was really said here."