Mishka managed one serious sentence, out of four. Sasha supposes that's an improvement, but she doesn't see how it can counterbalance the fact that Strashik could have died.

She doesn't exactly have moral credit to lend, anyway. And it's her turn. "First, we need to scan and clean every augment we can access, now that we know there's a fault in our organization's procedures. Second, I have spoken to Ankat and Kaliyan about expanding the system of alarms, in particular silent alarms, to alert them when we have a security issue on the ship. Third, Iawa and I debriefed and planned some additional training. And fourth--"

Sasha tries to project good posture and professionalism, hands folded in front of her, though the effect is likely spoiled by the fact that she's watching Ashari's dagger, in lieu of meeting anyone's eyes. "Fourth, I need to stop hitting people that I work with."

If Ashari was still worried that Sasha was trying to take over--well, Sasha has just set all of her tentative professional relationships on fire, at their direction. They can bask in the pretty, chemically colored flames.