Callidon's hands jumped at the sound. He knew the man was coming, of course. Guardsman who weren't observant tended to end up dead. But speaking to him... that was unexpected. Most people just tried to ignore his existence. He looked down, quickly reassembling the Las Gun, before standing.<br/><br/>"Conscript Callidon, formerly of the Second Terthian Legion, currently unassigned, Sir!"<br/><br/>He sat down easily, watching the other people enter the room, staying quiet even when the Voice Recognition activated. He didn't want to draw attention to himself. He jittered slightly as people came in, seemingly comforted by the touch of his weapons.