Walter looked between Erich and Ranna as they had their exchange. Why they had to go and rat on the Dragoons to begin with was a mystery to him, but he could imagine Erich had been sour loser about the affair and tried to stick it to them. Heatsinks erupted before his eyes as he gave a concerned groan and pinched the bridge of his nose.<br/><br/>"So now the beehive have been rattled and it fell down on the sleeping bear. Alright, Perkins still have some recruits for us to bring here and I think that whatever trouble the Dragoons are planning for us, his ties within the MRB may hold back for a while at least. So within the week we will have to high-tail it out of here. Graff's Marauder will have to be withdrawn from repairs or left behind. I am not going to lose the whole enterprise just because we had to pull the tail of the wolf. Next time, could you at least pretend that mine and Perkins' opinions matter before you try to pull a fast one on the owners of the planet we're on? I'd appreciate it." Sitting down on his bunk he sighed heavily. "Ranna, please go down to Perks and give him a heads up on what's going on, I'm sure he'll need some help now roping in the recruits. Erich, I want you to go down to MedBay and see if you can get anything from Janos and Miyoko. If you could send a doc or medtech up here as well, my head is about to blow a heatsink..."