Sebastian watched as the Orc collected those necklaces from around the necks of his dead brothers. It was a poignant scene that showed a side of the Orc race that very few actually ever saw. However, Sebastian remained tight lipped until Russell spoke up again. Saying how he almost joyfully slaughtered Orcs in the Frisco invasion. Sebastian nodded. He was at a different part of that battle, and Shared Russell's anger over it. Though, as Russell went on about how the Little Birds attacked after the Cease Fire, he could only nod as he turned to meet Russell's blue eyes. "The order came from higher up, much higher up. The General stated that it was a warning to be spread to any other orcs, or those that should desire hostilities against us. To discourage further attacks. I can only hope she is right, and that this incident won't completely undo everything we're striving for here." Sebastian replied quietly. Turning, he looked over the field of carnage once more, and had to swallow his Anger. It was something he had to learn very quickly joining the Army. You can't control everything, and so it was best not to dwell on it. Simply pick up your rifle, march on, and hope for the best.<br/><br/>Sebastian turned, and met Russell's eyes again. "What's done, is done, Davis. No matter how much we wish it, it won't change. So we simply March on, and try to prevent another incident happening again in the future." He said with a bit more calm voice. "Please inform Lady Niko that we leave soon as refueling, and resupply is complete. I agree that we should give her time to process what she experienced, but I feel we shouldn't hang around any more that absolutely necessary." He stated as he turned, and started to walk off towards the others.<br/><br/>Once he came to the side the stryker, and climbed up top. Bringing his fingers to his lips, he let out an ear splitting whistle. The collective heads of the unit all turned to him. They looked up at him, expecting him to make a statement about what just happened, However, he pulled the satchel around front. "Mail Call!" He hollered out over the group. That changed everyone's mood. Letters, and packages from home were always welcomed. "Okay, Okay. Y'all know the drill." Sebastian called out as he dug through the satchel, and produced a stack of letters. "Kowalski!....Jamison!....Rico!...Matthews!...Yamamoto!...Skipper!...." Sebastian read off the names on the letters, and as each person hollered out, he would flick his wrist, sending the letter sailing towards the intended person like a Las Vega Poker Dealer. "Mitchell!...Edwards!...Davis!...." Sebastian continued to call out as everyone eagerly awaited to hear their names. The last thing he pulled out was a bundled stack of letters. The moment he pulled them out, he had to pull them away from his face. "Private! Damn, son. Tell your girlfriends not to use so much perfume! My eyes are watering." Sebastian said as he tossed the bundle to Private Richard Private. Sebastian was hoping that Private would be promoted soon to stop all the jokes. Richard caught his bundle and shuffled his way over to his friends, Kowalski, Rico, and skipper.