Aren laughed coldly; he wasn't terrbly fond of this young man; and certainly didn't trust him.<br/><br/>"Excellent work Mhegan," Aren said, patting the young woman on the back, "Now, let's get him back to base, and into a holding cell." He clamped a pair of restraints on the man's arms, and sat him in the emergency seat located directly behind the pilot. The trip back to base was made in complete silence; the only sound was Aren's voice as they approached. "Open captain's hangar," he said quickly.<br/><br/>"Error: hangar doors malfunctoning," Yvette's soothing voice did nothing to allay Aren's frustrations.<br/><br/>"Fuck!" he muttered, rolling his eyes. "Fine, open primary hangar." As the giant doors opened slowly, Aren eased Gareth into an open slot, next to Jalith's mech, and what was left of Shiz's hound. Even with the slight damage to the shoulder, Gareth's red paint glistened under the artificial lights. "You always did cut an impressive figure, old friend," Aren said quietly as the cockpit hissed open.<br/><br/>"Well, Shiz, it would appear you have a lot of work to do," Aren said as he jumped from the cockpit, pushing the prisoner in front of him. "I have to go and dump this Daener in the hold, but after I do, I'll be here to give you a hand getting her back together. You two did a fantastic job out there today. You actually impressed me Jalith; you've earned my respect and it's good to know that Balix's spot on the team is well filled." He smiled, and walked toward the lift.<br/><br/>After dumping the young man into the hold, Aren appeared by Shiz's side again, smiling at her broadly. "How can I be of assistance, madame?" he said, grinning playfully.