Niall's grey eyes narrowed further, studying her thoughtfulness. Consciously or unconsciously, he matched her pose, crossing his arms over his chest. It was clear that his words had made her think of something.
"Exactly what happened is still a matter for speculation." He said. "And I only saw a small part of it. My team was elsewhere. But armed mercenaries followed us, with the goal of eliminating everyone involved. This was a secret station; they must have been warned." His lips thinned. "And according to... to a friend of mine, they were supposed to try to spare Turtle crew members."
He shook his head. "But I don't know any more than that. And I wouldn't feel right speculating further."