With the tank bumped it was as if his motor came alive as he regained movement having not moved for a small while being preoccupied with other things he'd have become disinterested in the Osiris napping, He was sure they had been over this already but alas... it seems that a certain some one was rather persistent so he had just tuned out a short sigh escaping his lips from the contact but the voice peeked his interest as did the name.
'Far from home are you not Mademoiselle Estelle.'He spoke boldly and with a voice masker making his voice sound as if he were a middle aged man.
He tilted his head towards her the eye optics glowing a dull brass as it took a picture of her in a scene or rather the metal tin can hovering over her shoulder. then looked to Sarah.'I believe we went over this entire argument, it is the same one I showed you I believe. The risk is unfavorable.' He waved his hand dismissively at any argument she might present to his opinion as he looked across the group.