"Boys, girls, or whatever you are, calm down! We - or rather, the Prize - subdued this little infiltrator" Yulo attempted to defuse the situation. "Watch her, and once she's communicative, interrogate until you're content with the answers she's giving. I'll be on the bridge, awaiting your tidings. Jarvis, grab a scanner and scan the ship. If as much as a cockroach escapes you, you'll be on cleaning duty."
Jarvis eyed him with utter confusion - given his appearance, he was quite obviously unaware of the meaning of the words clean and cleaning. Alas, it had to be something unpleasant, that much he knew. Fumbling through his overalls, he produced a short range bioscanner, and pointed it at the captive. It beeped. "Found her" he muttered, then he tried again. Beep. "Still there..."
Mumbling, the techie strolled off, poking the scanner into each corner. Given his pace, he'd be done in a year or two.
Helia - Sunny, dammit! - overcame her hesitation, and put the vecuronium back into the medikit. Instead, she dosed the captive with painkiller, then sat behind her head and placed her sensitive head-tendrils on Minerva's brow. The girl jerked at the strange touch. "Don't worry, I will not suck out your brain. Yet."
She nodded to Jerome and Autumn. "Ask away, I never was any good at interrogating."