Finn stays quiet through the explanation and constant questions. He has nothing to add, really, but he does fix Meghamaal with a stare, reminding himself to trust his first impressions.

There was a planet-destroying weapon they expected could be used. They decided to announce this information over a dinner party with no evidence and a small fraction of the population. Perhaps it's true, perhaps not, but Finn's seen this song and dance before.

The urge to get up and walk out is clawing at him.

"If you want us to work with you, Empress, the cloak and dagger nonsense has to end. If you have proof, show us, or I'll be on my way." He did not like the notion of being used, either. At least he and Baiken were on the same wavelength. He had learned the hard way with Leviathan how gungho many of the people here were, and he wasn't about to be part of that again.