"I'm someone who can do all that," Denim stated with a sense of confidence in her voice. "You just need to give me a chance." She'd place her hands on her wide hips and add, "The thing I'm going to be doing when I get back to Earth, if I can get back there in time, is give birth to my daughter. I'm at a point where I can feel where she wants to come out I think and truth be told I'm tired of carrying her around."
Denim would then smile at the Arcosian and cross her arms over her ample chest. "I just wanted to let you know because I'm going to prep my ship for this now and work towards this goal on Earth where I think I know the people and procedures for this. So... If I come back with one other person besides me you'll at least know that goal went well. Anyway, do try to get me a slot in your empire and I promise we'll serve you well."
She'd then give Polara a thumbs up before twisting around to head towards the font door of the ship and then would go back to her own ship. The young woman had caused her new friend enough trouble today already. It was time to get her stuff done like she said she would.