Kaliyan is sitting in the pilot seat when the transmission comes in. After informing the rest of the crew, she takes a few minutes to make sure the Wasp didn't get too roughed up exiting the rift.
She messages Ashari that she'd rather stay close to the ship controls, just in case, when they call for a meeting, and asks that they let her participate remotely. She listens carefully to the conversation, as she fixes the map, brows slightly furrowed.

“I don't know Boss. That Butterfly makes for a shitty escort if you ask me. We know they want intel. That little ship might not have the firepower to bully us out of it, doesn't mean it won't try to steal it. Better safe than polite.”