Derrick merely looked at the pictures. Standing with his arms crossed quietly, all he did was take in what was displayed. By this point in his life, it it wasn't related to his daughter he was desensitized for all intents and purposes.<br/><br/>All the images of children did was make him think more of how she was out there, and he hadn't the slightest where she was. Shaking it out of his mind, Derrick looked briefly as the Admiral was conversing with Hackett. Naturally he could only assume the worst.<br/><br/>Granted, Derrick was well aware that the team had their own mission they were invested in. Their goals were essentially different than his own. Though if this mission was a success, it could mean a better tomorrow. One where a child doesn't have to live in fear of being killed every night. Though this sort of optimism was only for the idealists out there. Derrick had never fully agreed to actually see the mission to fruition, he promised to keep an eye on them and to do his best to keep them alive until he found what he was looking for.  Although he wasn't a heartless enough monster to where he wanted to see them die.<br/><br/>Derrick bit his lip for a moment and then spoke to Ashleigh. "If you want, I could give you some instruction in self defense. That is what I did before the world went to shit, and believe me. Everyone should at least know how to defend themselves....You don't know what could happen."