Donovan grimaced, wilting slightly as his only human shield led the premise. The Admiral and Commander now looked quizzically at him, sizing him up.<br/>The Commander spoke first.<br/>"So. Lieutenant. Del Pilar's Exaltation is -while rare- documented. He's a Solar. Mine is bred into me. Yours is obviously neither a Solar nor a Dragonblooded. Got any idea what you've just Exalted as?"<br/><br/>Donovan stiffened. He had expected this encounter to herald the brass realizing that he had been exalted for a while. It seemed that his secret was yet safe, although had raised an awkward question. Plus, now he was a known Exalt. Problematic for covert missions...<br/><br/>"I... think it's like a prototype Solar Exaltation. There's a lot of mood swings involved, and a certain drive for personal glory. It seems to enhance more negative emotions, like tyranny, betrayal, conformity, dominance... Basically, it'd be a bad idea to put me in command of anyone. Might be best to relocate me to SurTac, or some similar solo assignment. At least where the Solar gets superhuman enhancements, I get to be a hyper-paced, brass-armored nuclear reactor of hate and destruction. Glorious destruction..."<br/><br/>The Admiral raised an eyebrow, sharing a look with Shepherd, each taking a discreet step away from the vacant smile that now hovered before them.<br/><br/>"Erhm. Yes. Perhaps... you should have Doctor Chakwas take a look at you. And possibly give you some mild sedatives..."<br/><br/>Donovan shrugged, heaving a sigh of relief inside.<br/>"Yes Sir, If you think it's best."<br/>He snapped a sharp salute and marched back towards the med bay.<br/><br/>"Creepy dude." The Commander muttered