So your brilliant idea was to kidnap Prefect and wave a fake gun around until the Admiral decided you were too much trouble to handle and gave you the boot? Have you even seen the other inmates here? Some of them would call kidnapping an afternoon's entertainment. If it were that easy to leave, the ship would be half deserted by now.

[Narvin has been staring at the gun, and noticing that there's no cartridge for ballistics, no energy coil for a blaster, no mechanism at all for that gun to actually fire anything lethal.

He sighs and holsters his staser. He's seen Academy students more threatening than Scrad and Charlie.]

Kay is good with aliens. Very diplomatic when the situation calls for it.

[Now that Narvin is sure that no one is actually going to get shot, the adrenaline has faded and a touch of melancholy crosses his face as his fears for Kay's return rise up again in his mind.]