"It's mine to close when I wish to close it. It's called autonomy, thanks." He turned back to the crowd. "Single file line or I'll force you to deal with the Earl of Snarkwich over here.

He heard yells coming form behind them. Cullen turned to see two of the teenagers fighting over a lifepod. There was another one right next to them, not yet in use. "Hey!" He yelled. "Stop. Dude, there's one right behind you." His eyes widened as one of the teens pulled back to punch the other one. "Hey! I said stooooooooooppppp!" And therein, it happened again. That last word came out as a calming, soothing, melodic sound that calmed down the two teenagers. They both turned to look at Cullen a little blankly. "You, take the one on the left. You, take the one on the right. Apologize to each other when you get out of this alive."

He turned around to the others who were milling about them. "Anyone else wanna not behave?" Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Tarabotti. He was suddenly a little more useful now, wasn't he?