If anything, Alastor's 'freaking order' made Scott grin even more. This was a side of the Spartan he hadn't expected to see, heck, wasn't there a rule against it?<br/>"Alright, 'Al', you don't mind if I call you Al, right?" He laughed before taking a breath. "Okay, okay. So Alastor, how the hell are we suppose to get back?" A faint smile still played on his lips as he watched Alastor take the gun from the seemingly starstruck pilot.<br/><br/>The ODST next turned his attention to the hologram, slightly startled by her expression -- as though it were a good thing that they had been blasted into the past with no clear idea as to what they were doing anymore.<br/>"Please, 'Sergeant Darrow' was my father, at least that's what he liked us to call him. And besides, our higher ups aren't here so just call me Scott." He had never been one for formalities, and now that he could likely get away without them -- at least for a little while -- he was going to take advantage of that.