Wolff leaned against the wall in the hanger examining his pistol. He wondered why a turain spectre was on board and what this mission was really about. Wolff had already eaten about an hour ago, but the small amount of rations weren't that great. Nothing compared to a home cooked meal his mom prepared for him once. He sighed and looked around the room seeing no one else he took off his helmet and scratched his head. He sat down on a crate and yawned leading his head back against the wall and reached into his pocket pulling out a pack of cigarettes and put one to his mouth lighting it. Just as he did he heard joker over the intercom telling Shepard's squad to meet in the hanger.<br/><br/>He sighed and took one long puff of his cigarette before putting it out. Wolff put his helmet back on and grabbed his pistol. He cursed slightly to himself as he realized he left his rifle in his room. Wolff quickly rushed to the elevator and stepped in and click on the button that lead to the living quarters of the ship. He darted to his room and quickly picked up his M-8 Avenger and ran back to the elevator. He didn't want to be late, especially when there was a spectre on board and he wanted to make a good impression so the spectre could see that humans could be just as good if not better than any other race in the council. By time he got back to the hanger he noticed no one was there yet and he sighed in relief. He stood at attention waiting for someone to come down the elevator and debrief him on the mission at hand. He looked around the metallic room and smiled lightly, this was a good ship and would most likely become a standard in the military. He shrugged off the idea of this ship becoming a standard considering the parts needed for a ship such as this one.<br/><br/>"Damn what's taking so long. . . I hope The commander arrives soon. . ." Wolf said to himself in a low tone almost inaudible. He checked over his M-3 Predator then his M-8 Avenger. The rifle folded up and he placed it on his back. Wolff heard a noise coming from the elevator shaft and saw the spectre on it. He smirked and watched the spectre carefully. The spectre nodded at Wolff and Wolff nodded back to show respect, but he didn't trust the turain spectre. Wolff sighed because he couldn't bare the silence anymore and spoke to the spectre. "Hello, sir. I'm Grayham Wolff. May I know why you are on this mission with us? If you don't mind me asking that it." The spectre looked at him for a moment then answered Wolff. "My name is Nihlus Kryik, and I'm here to study Commander Shepard's performance on this mission to see if she has what it take to be a spectre.". Wolff's eyes grew wide at the thought of a human spectre then smiled. "Ah, I see. Thank you for telling me sir!". Wolff bowed his head and leaned against the wall waiting for Shepard.