It seemed as though Tosh was ready to go. Brady stood up and grabbed his bag and threw it over his shoulder. Tosh was a bit taller than him. Not freakishly different, but clearly the Security Chief was a bit older, stronger and taller. “It was for…both.” Brady chuckled. “<br/><br/>What do I know about Angosians?” Brady echoed. Now he got himself into trouble. “Well, the soldier kind or the other kind? The soldier kind are pretty awesome.” He grabbed Tosh’s arm as they walked into the corridor and squeezed the bicep. “Strong.” Brady  dropped his arm as they rounded a corner and a crewman stepped out of the turbolift.<br/><br/>“Transporter room.” Brady said as they walked into the turbolift.<br/><br/>“Is there something else I should know?”  Brady asked as the door shut.<br/><br/><br/>