“Yeah, I know, don’t count ‘em out and all that.” Elisa shook her head between sips of beer, halfway between having a conversation and out-and-out unloading on Graff. “And I know I shouldn’t give up on them after one mission gone bad, even if it was the very first one of them, but… yeah, it’s just not the best start in the world, innit? Half of us going crazy while we fight some damn Soldier Warlords from Deep Space and all that.”<br/><br/>She shook her head again, taking a huge scoop from her alleged meal. “Oh gods, I’d forgotten how crap this stuff could be.” Elisa muttered then sighed. “I know, I know. We might jut yet come together as a unit, or we might fall apart completely in the next fight we get to. Wouldn’t that give me a great rep? Both units I’ve worked for and they blow up.”<br/>