Derrick cocked up an eyebrow at the woman who was now attempting to stare him down. Chuckling softly he crossed his arms and licked his lips. Her replies weren't unexpected, and when she crossed to offer her hand he took it. His grip was very firm, and his eyes didn't leave her for a good period of time until dropping the shake.<br/><br/>"Wrong place? No...I did sign up for a suicide mission." A smirk came over the man's face as he started to walk deliberately towards the window she had been looking out of. "This mission? Is a suicide mission, I was over there in Europe. In the thick of the shit.....let's just say that what is going on over there makes the worst possible forms of anarchy you can imagine look like a weekend in Cancun." His gaze was focused out of the window for a moment as he put his arm on the window. "As for being unlucky? I volunteered for this assignment. Though I'm not millitary....or any rank of which you could refer to...Shipmate." A light smile shifted the corners of his lips upwards as he glanced back at Hackett.<br/><br/>"So out of curosity Officer, is there anyone in particular you were ogling out there?" If anything he was a very confrontational person, though with this new woman his intentions were quite a bit different in comparison to the usual hostility that he displayed to people. It was true that Derrick wanted to see what made her tick, and to gauge her effectiveness. Also though? She was a beautiful woman, and even in his current state he couldn't ignore that. "...Tell me Hackett, have you come across any of the infected subjects yet?" His tone had taken on a slightly more serious edge as Derrick turned to face her, giving her his undivided attention fully now.