“I just shut off all of the ship’s processes. That includes air recycling. You can either be towed by our ship, jailed, and given a fair trial, or you can slowly suffocate to death. Your choice.”
The tech stuff all went over Allera’s head. They’d never been savvy with that kind of thing.
Allera didn’t respond to Variance, pretending not to have heard him.
Allera was apprehensive about the light ball — great necromancer, if it was to be believed — being a part of their plan, but crossed their arms and said nothing.
What did she say about me? What did she say? / What did you do without me? What did you do?!
(If this one’s too hard, I can give another line that might be more recognizable)