I looked on as a part of the Vronel cloud separated from the main bulk and disappeared through an organic looking tunnel in the ceiling of the docking chamber.

Kayla was looking more and more disconcerted as time went by. “It’s going to be ok.” I told her, trying to comfort her.

Soon a new tunnel irised open in the floor, and an enormous greasy looking ovoid metal capsule emerged from it, surrounded by what was likely the same cloud of violet particles that disappeared earlier.

“Leader Kaine.” The voice came from my head again. “In exchange to you not discorporating us ship, we present to you platinum as promissoried.”

There was the loud popping sound of a vacuum seal breaking as the top quarter of the metal capsule separated in two and gave birth to what appeared to be the thousand tons of platinum, divided into hundreds of gleaming bluish-white blocks.

“And Kayla?”

“Starting re-corporation, we are.”

Kayla squirmed uncomfortably as the cloud of dust began regrowing her body from the inside out.