He wasn't sure what to make of the Droid in question, and frowned as the two cadets pointed it off and left to get into whatever mindless pursuits they did to keep themselves entertained.  He came to a stop at the junction of corridors the three had been conversing and looked first after the two cadets then the departed Droid.  He'd heard about the droid coming aboard, but had been under the impression he was supposed to be escorted.<br/><br/>It only took a moment to double check the duty rosters and figure out who had the job to escort the droid.  There weren't that many Troopers on board to begin with, so once he knew who was supposed to be doing it, it wasn't hard to figure out where the slacker was.  A date, he'd been talking about it for days.  Wouldn't miss it for the world.  There was a brief surge of anger, one heavy fist came up, tendons bulging down his forearm as he resisted the urge to put his hand through the console, and then it was all released with one controlled breath.<br/><br/>He'd put the idiot up on charges later.  It was just too much.  One last breath to cool himself down and then he set out after the Droid.  It would take some time to figure out where it had went though, having lost sight of it.