Would walk in a few moments later after his name was stated, his good ear flicking away, the other bandaged. He stood in the door way having come direct from the local Medical centre, his arm in a cast and a patch over an eye. His tone was a little cold, but more, tired and weary, not to dissimilar to the good Doctor. His own revolver was in plain sight on his hip
"My Ear is burning" he mutters as he nods his head to his CEO and to Doc those his tone was very direct
"What i accomplished was the removal of the Martial Law being imposed, removing some of the corsairs eagle eyes. Make them feel in control. Gives those of us on the planet more breathing space without Corsair goons trying to enforce a curfew "
The fox grunted going over to a cabinet and opening it up helping himself to whatever drink Duncan had in.