[He takes a seat and makes himself comfortable. The only thing that makes this situation different from a friendly chat is the pistol placed on the table under Lelouch's hand.]

I won't be beating around the bush. I need your ship and your crew. And something else, namely your maps. If you're willing to hand them over, you're free to leave unharmed.

[That's the deal, simple as it is. The most important part are the maps-- although the navigator has access to them, it is generally limited-- the one keeping them locked close to himself is Maes.]