Uncertainty
Rama was a prize worth any risk short of a suicide mission.
And, of course, it might even come to that. Commander Norton had no illusions on this score. For the first time in a hundred years, an element of total uncertainty had entered human affairs, and uncertainty was one thing that neither scientists nor politicians could tolerate. If that was the price of resolving it, Endeavour and her crew would be expendable.
Not in a duel yet
Source: Rendezvous with Rama, by Arthur C. Clarke, 1973, Buccaneer Books, p18