"Come closer," said the Galaef. It appeared he wanted a better look at Ben’s face as he relayed some new information.
Ben moved closer and waited for the news.
"I have decided not only to finance your expedition, but also to personally oversee it. You will be given credit for any discoveries that might be made."
Ben's outward appearance didn't change, but it occurred to him that the Galaef might be lying through his teeth. Nevertheless, he thought, who gets the credit isn't important. What’s important is the discovery itself.
The Galaef continued. "The preliminary work need not be done by us. Instead, I will have a team organized within the next day or two to do the planetary analysis. After all, we don't need to travel all that way if there's nothing there.” He looked at Ben with an expression that asked, ‘Don’t you agree,’ but Ben only nodded his head and remained silent, so, the Galaef dismissed him, saying, "Meanwhile, you'll be a guest at the Galactic Headquarters. We'll keep you posted on the findings, and if you should have any questions, you may contact Myra.
"Now I must attend to other matters."
Realizing the interview was finished, Ben turned and left the room.