Palamedes arches a brow. He doesn’t disagree with the sentiment, exactly, but Izzy’s words sound like something straight off a Cohort poster, and that makes him a bit wary. “…Certainly. I think you will quickly discover that a number of us have already begun planning such an effort, in fact.” He tilts his head to the side. “Though we endeavor to discuss our schemes in our cabins where, as we’ve come to understand, the captain cannot spy on us.”

So ex-nay on the ublic-pay onversation-kay, Izzy.