Berrac crossed his arms over his large chest and sat down to listen to the broadcast and gave it some thought. While it made sense to have Speaker as the head scientist, since he was quite intelligent. He had to give a moment to question the validation of Zero as a commander. While the man was a veteran and had plenty of combat experience, there were...flaws. He couldn't really fault the logic though. The man had a little more combat experience then even himself. It was this recent bout of drunkenness that had him worried. He wondered if the man could and would be able to perform to his duties. But Berrac considered himself a fair man and would follow any orders that were given, he wouldnt let his doubts cloud his duties.<br/><br/>At Issy's outburst he turned and for a moment eyed those wonderful globes jiggle with her indignation. He had to try and contain himself, otherwise he would get too distracted...but it wasn't easy with movements like that.<span style="color: #b30000">"Worry not Issy, he may be more fit to lead now that he has his orders...and also if he stays at least a little bit more sober."</span>He chuckled lightly.<span style="color: #b30000">"Hopefully he will be a little more responsible...and less angry when he takes commands."</span>He lowered his arms from his chest and kept his voice a little lower so that Speaker could ask his question to the communication.<span style="color: #b30000">"And I myself am a capable soldier so I'll keep all of us from harm." </span>This was more directed to everyone, though he would do whatever was ordered it would help if he at least tried to give them all some reassurance.<br/><br/>And Speaker did make somewhat a good point, though he had a thought and his brow furrowed.<span style="color: #b30000">"I think it might be best if we maintain the ship at a distance from the camp. While it will be a bit difficult to make a speedy escape it would also mask our presence a little bit better. After all we dont know what happened to the camp and as far as we know it could have been attacked."</span>He leaned forward a bit and one hand went up to slide down one horn, making soft metallic jingling from the ornaments there.<span style="color: #b30000">"At least that is my professional opinion comrade. It may be wild goose chase...yes? Fallen or broken communicator...but I think caution work better for us."</span>He nodded slowly at his own comment.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>