Staff of Unyielding: UNS vessel, I have closed to a range at which I can disable you, but by so doing, there is a chance you may be destroyed. Stand down.
Breya: I've got a question for you, metalhead: Do you think I'm willing to sacrifice myself in order to give my friends aboard that Frigate a few more moments to run?
Staff of Unyielding: I have cut speed. The Frigate may go free, if you agree to come willingly with us, and cease your efforts to destroy the stolen foundry.
Breya: You've got a deal and you've just restored my faith in metalkind.
Staff of Unyielding: I think you'll find that faith to be a religion that requires a distasteful amount of personal sacrifice.
Kevyn: Now might be a good time to tell your new boyfriend you're not a virgin.