Standing near motionless just beside the Prosecutor was the absolute last person Gunner would have wanted to see after a botched attack like this. The new Alliance Commander was a lot of things, but predictable was not one of them. There were a lot of rumors and not much of actual information to go on either. Regardless, rumors had no part in this man's rise to power - deeds did. And being one of the only people to bear an orange notch across the side of the hull was more than just a statement. Killing one of the famed and fabled genefreaks from Malta was considered impossible through conventional means.
Worst of all, there was no yelling. Nothing was being said at all. Gunner was just glared at by a pair of steel blue eyes as he climbed out and set his feet down on relatively solid ground. The opportunity to speak first was his, but it very much seemed like there was an implicit warning being issued against any potential excuses that even Gunner himself would refuse to accept. Failure at the hands of whimsical pursuits was not something the cause could abide by. Especially not if it wanted to seize the future it envisioned.
Finding Gunner's prolonged silence frustrating, the Cobra barked out just one word. "Speak."
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