They verbally agreed before, one by one, they stood up and filed out of the room. They kept their hands were they could be seen. To their merit, the rebels were managing to keep their cool and not act like the nervous wrecks they had been before the inspection began.

Kyle was not happy to leave his weapon behind, but there was no way to retrieve it. At least it should pass the scan just fine. It was just a piece of deactivated metal without the power flowing through it. Cleverly disguised as a part of the piping it should not stand out at all. Still, it worried him that he would not be able to call it to him should anything else piqued their interest. He was hardly defenseless, not with a whole ship of potential weapons at his disposal. Already he was look the guards over, checking their grips on their weapons, while also looking around the space for anything else that could make a makeshift weapon.

He was ill at ease without his feet on the ground and plenty of room to run.