Yeah, mistakes were made clearly. Zaeed wasn't going to argue with that. The door opened into the brig and put the food on the platter to be sent in to him before leaning against the wall opposite his cell.

"I see my favorite inmate's still here." He snorted. "I put my peace in. The others can send theirs and we'll see what the consensus is. Engines are holding for now." Wolfwood had been concerned about that.