"Aye, probably." He debated on what to ask next, taking another sip of coffee. No, not really good at this interrogation bit. He finally snapped the field off on the cell, though. "Might as well come out. Ye're not gettin' free-run o' my ship, but there seems little point in further keepin' ye in here. One wrong move on yer part, and I'll toss ye back in here right quick."