"Are you fucking kidding me?" he whispered back, partly at her statement and partly in response to the situation unfolding in front of them. "No man left behind, Commander, I'm not leaving unless you do." A bowl of dextro-peanuts flew across the galley as Suni whirled and threw it, Cole's words barely having left his lips.<br/><br/>"Did you just compare me to a fucking pyjak, you walking pile of grotesque sentiment!?" she shrieked, sounding not all that unlike an upset pyjak. It may not have been quite as fierce as a krogan battlemaster, but his words had inspired a sort of passion nontheless.<br/><br/>Cole shrugged and glanced around the room, first to the quarian, then to the krogan. "For my part, I thought it was lovely, big guy. The line about the hearts could use some work--don't krogan have a secondary heart? So technically, she'd have four, since she has all of you. Or, y'know, that's what I'm gathering from this display."<br/><br/>"Oh, no, don't you dare encourage him!" Suni warned, hefting another bowl of peanuts. "I've put up with his nonsense for weeks on end now, and I am not about to let you<i>hone</i>what is already so damning!" Cole nodded slowly, then looked at his commander.<br/><br/>"Ma'am, I'm detecting a high probability of incoming artillery. As your lieutenant I have to advise an immediate strategic fallback to more secure positioning, there to further plan how best to move forward with the situation." He cocked an eyebrow at her. "Unless you're into getting covered in dextro-nut."