Rin just scoffs, rolling their eyes. "No, it's not a matter of safety whether or not I fucking apologize to you," they retort, looking her over for signs of the hardlight guns they've seen on other security officers.

If she doesn't use that, if she tries to make a swing for them - they're shifting in the air. They can't- won't - look behind them, but there was an outcropping of the holographic coral two meters behind them, and a shove will propel them in that direction. They can probably twist, redirect their momentum to get away from her if they need to. Baiting security. Sure, they haven't made enough bad decisions in the past month.

"If you're going to enforce crew safety standards, then enforce them. Or you could be a petty tyrant to get an apology."