Well, Mike told him not to worry about it, so Baxter put his concerns aside and joined William in viewing the starry sky. The base was in a much more remote location than his last assignment had been and he had plenty of natural beauty to take in until they arrived at the infamous "No Town." After getting over the awe of finding out their destination was hidden inside a mountain, Baxter grew a little more comfortable by signing off the rules, knowing that anyone from the other side of the war that tried to start anything would end up severely punished for it, and probably not even able to report back about it to their commanders. With that settled, he was able to step in and have his mind completely blown by the scale of what people could do for the sake of unity.<br/><br/>He couldn't believe there were enough towns around here to support the existence of a location like this, especially if it was mainly for soldiers. It was like someone had built a Mecca for every night owl out there. With the casinos, bars, and brothels, this place had to be raking in more money than he could imagine, and even the more tempered people out there could probably spend quite a bit at the restaurants and clubs. Best of all, as many faces as he saw in the crowd, he couldn't imagine picking out which ones were Federation, and which ones were Zeon, and he had an even harder time imagining anyone could pick them out. Taking a deep breath, the pilot let his guard down a little and tried to focus on absorbing the sights and letting their tech chief lead the way.<br/><br/>After a while, he glanced over at Mike to hear they were heading to a blues and jazz club; not exactly genres he listened to all that often, but the club sounded pretty cool, and it was nice to hear he would at least be the least underdressed (aside from Mike and his girl, of course). "Does Julia work here in No Town?" he tried to ask the tech over the loud music, drawing a few intrigued and friendly looks from passing women for his accent, but ignoring them. He would never understand why people who weren't from England (or weren't raised by an English family, anyway) were so entranced by that particular accent. It wasn't like it actually made a difference to what the speaker's personality was like.