Jorgan looked at Connmar suspiciously. "You aren't planning on doing anything stupid once I leave are you?" Rolling his eyes he turned around and headed in the direction of the ship throwing over his shoulder. "Whatever. Doesn't matter what I say does it? I'll go back to the damned ship and report our findings and get your recommendation. But I'm telling you how this has to go down!" He said petulantly, obviously sulking again.