There is an old saying that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and in many cases a person's eyes give a good indicator to their true feelings. This was the case right now with Russell Davis - his facial expression was politely calm, but as he saw the way Namos shoved Niko towards the members of the 13th Recon anger burned in his blue eyes.<em>Hopefully her use of the term 'uncle' towards him was ceremonial,</em>the young gunner thought angrily.<em>If that's the way he treats his own flesh and blood then it's gonna be a real bitch staying civil towards him.</em><br/><br/>To his credit Lieutenant Black held out his hand to the elven girl for her to shake as a gesture of courtesy as the mayor left the room. He spoke to Niko and Russell moved to translate the words.<em>"My commander wants to thank you for your help in guiding us. We just hope that we haven't been trouble for your or your town,"</em>he told Niko with a smile he hoped was polite.<em>"Holding out an empty hand is an offer of friendship among our people - it means we're not holding a weapon."</em>He cocked his head and listened to the sound of someone yelling deeper in the villa, only to shake his head as he looked at his commander. "Lieutenant, our host sounds pissed about something but I can't make out what," he reported, speaking English rather than Gatespeak. The sound of the door opening caught his attention and Russell looked up sharply, to see a wolfgirl in a maid uniform bustle into the room and set down a handful of documents on the table. She bowed and hastened out of the room as Namos strode back in, and the blue-eyed Marine barely kept his lip from curling in contempt. The elf unfurled the document to reveal a map of the local area, only for Lt Black to pull out his own map which had been printed up courtesy of numerous drone overflights and photo recon runs. Soon the mayor and Lt Black were busy comparing the maps and noting down landmarks, with Russell being kept busy translating.<br/><br/>Once Lieutenant Black had finished discussing directions with Namos and Russell had completed translating the intense young Marine turned to face the Army officer. "Sir, what's our next move? Do we take off now or wait around and try to pick up some intel in this town while indulging your taste for the local eye candy?" Russell asked dryly.