"No, but he's better off out of my sight. Forty feet of solid metal and soldiers between me and him will be perfectly fine by me.
She relaxed her fists. "Can you finish his task, Nova..? Sader still wants these things finished, and I really don't want to hear him bicker and complain."
She reached up, placing a hand on Nova's shoulder. "Once we're finished, take some days for yourself.. and if Sader tells you otherwise, tell him I told you 'shove it'."
