Jared
"Now now, although we want to believe that you are asking this for good intentions, there is something we want to keep as a secret. As for the supply problem..."
Upon approaching a doorway, Xar fish out her ID card and open the door, no doubt the bridge that she mentioned before.
"Wait here just a sec eh? I'll go get that coordinate that you wish to have."
And indeed she returns minutes after entering the doorway, with an old fashion hard disk on one hand and the id on another.
"Here you go, sorry that we don't have many spare storages lying around, so this would have to do for now. Let's go meet up the boys, as well as to answer your assumption."
The shuttle-sized object remains on its course and speed, be it unaware or ignoring the fleet's presence. Upon reaching certain proximity, another opening, different from where the troops went, lit up, and the now-visible shuttle smoothly enter it, before the hanger door closes behind it.