Leonide had relaxed a little, maybe lulled into a sense of security by Arada’s general air of earnestness, but now her expression went back to a smooth professional mask. "I’m afraid my contract won’t permit discussing that. Our cargo factor has finished unloading your supplies." Leonide eyed Arada again, and obviously came to a conclusion. "Before we transmit a certificate of note for your invoice, perhaps you’d like to negotiate."