"Not now, doctor." Kaz was in no mood to deal with anything she had to say or wanted to know. Not that he was mad at her; far from it. She had done her job well and potentially saved his life, or at the very least his mech. Granted she could have simply being doing what she could to rescue the Dart prototype, but it didn't matter. They were both professionals and both had jobs to do. She had performed well, and he was still alive because of that. That did not mean, however, that he owed her anything. Doing one's job effectively was not cause for celebration. In his mind, it kept her from being fired, and that was reward enough for what she had done. She didn't strap herself into a cockpit and drag him out of the asteroid cloud personally. That would have been grounds for a commendation and a party.<br/><br/>"You're free to ride down the elevator with me. But you don't want any kind of report from me until i'm sitting at the bar with a glass of cheap whiskey in my hand." To say that Kaz was in a bad mood was a gross understatement. He was out for blood, and that was dangerous territory for him. When he moved from snarky jabs at someone's personal character and into a deep, calm anger, his squad understood that the best course was usually one that lead away from their flight captain.<br/><br/>He stepped into the elevator and mashed his thumb against the button that would take him down into the Promenade. Unless spoken to, he would not say another word about what happened, what he experienced, or any other questions relating to the flight test. He would care later about the test results, what had happened, and what they would be doing next, but at that particular moment he was in no mood to care. Whatever they found meant nothing to him until he had enough time to work through his anger in a way that did not include injuring another human being.<br/><br/>Not that he'd ever been violent with someone without just cause. There were a few times when a situation left him no choice but to resort to a fist-fight, but for the most part he tried to avoid it. That's not to say he was a slouch in a fight, but he tried to keep his anger focused in the training rooms rather than letting it spill over into his professional work.