"Probably," Donnie nods. He just knows that the Empire thinks highly of itself enough to think anyone could pose a threat to them. He also knows it's just as dangerous to finally be acknowledged as such.

His eyes widen as he comes closer, giving the top of the lantern a turn to let more light filter rather than have it concentrated before he sets it down on the crate Harlock had indicated earlier. "That or pre-battle preparation..." he says carefully, running a hand over the metal surface. "Either way, this is an excellent find. Let's see how much more there might be."