Now see, that just sounds like somebody who doesn't have anything valuable to offer. [ Rhys turns to the prisoner--a man--and makes a direct show of allowing his cybernetic eye to light up a bright blue as he scans the man and draws up his information. There's not a lot there that paints him as anything worthy of pardon, in fact just looking at his list of crimes makes Rhys want to banish him to the mines. Eugh. ]

Surja Fertz, 42. Wanted for murder, extortion, cannibalism, and...theft. No past or present ties to The Company beyond your arrest and it looks like you've been in isolation for most of your stay. [ His arms come up over his chest and cross as a look of wry mirth crosses his face. ]

So...yeah. You're pretty much useless to me. Mines it is! Katherine? [ That's to his muscle-helper since Rhys definitely wouldn't be able to physically overcome any of these guys. And no way he wants to get close enough to try, so. Rhys nods to her and figures she'll either remove him or cordon him off or...something. Something to get Mr. Fertz out of the way so Rhys can keep going as he claps his hands and looks back to the remaining prisoners. ]

Anyone else? I mean, you guys can keep asking questions and I can just scan you to find out what I want on my own. Your choice.