Ivar stopped the little gestures he was making with his hands and smiles that were showing his more relaxed and amiable side. Instead he kept his face carefully still, and while his face was open and eyebrows carefully smooth, he gazed at Hopla firmly.
"Now is not the time or the place, we can be warm and friendly when there is less urgency. I'm sure your droid seems to be of that programming."
Ivar sat back in his chair, his arms resting comfortably on it and resisted the temptation to lean forward to confront the Zabrak for his etiquette. He tossed the word "belies" around his mouth, wondering how anyone could hear it and not think it an insult. He hadn't expected a relaxed conversation from what he had heard of the group, but neither had he expected suspicion or interrogation.
He had yet to understand who he was dealing with and he couldn't believe that these people would insult the Senator as his own table by questioning his judgement so freely. All things he would have questioned seriously if the Senator was not present to defend his own honour.
As he puzzled on it, it occured to him how blatantly his own question had been ignored. He put the thought aside and spoke to the group.
"As I understand it, we have a single captive on a simple base to recover. I would expect us to at least be able to land close by covertly. Given your experience of working together, how close do you all think we can get before alerting the guards? Do we have a chance of getting past many layers of security?"