Needless to say, Baxter wasn't exactly in the mood to go and join the others in the Cantina, even though he was honestly pretty hungry at this point. He hadn't eaten since before the mission; he didn't really have the stomach to eat after witnessing such a thing, though now was one of those times when the need of the body overcame the sickness of the soul. And now that Makoto may have been doubting him, the last thing he wanted to do was give the other pilot reason to suspect him of being a traitor. He hadn't done anything wrong yet (arguably), but if the sniper turned him in for suspicion and revealed how he had pulled his weapon on William, it would eventually come out that he was a former Zeon pilot, something the Federation did not know. If that came out, a whole new world of problems would open up...<br/><br/>Without arguing, he followed the Captain's lead to what passed for a restaurant and hangout spot on this base, following the older man's lead in ordering a meatball sub and a nice, cold beer to go with it (maybe the drink would settle his nerves). He didn't say much, but it didn't look like some of the others wanted to talk, either, so he didn't feel pressured. All was going well until, ironically, instead of this little outing getting the team to relax and be happy again, things got so much worse when Zeon's latest propaganda began blaring through the TV. Baxter finally got to see the face of the man that was behind all of the suffering here in Africa, Colonel Acar. The British pilot never forgot an important face, but this time he made sure he would never forget the man until he was put down for good. Using the burnt child as a means to his own end, forcing on them another face they would never forget; a face that was once innocent, now permanently scared by the war and put on display to bring about more and more violence and murder.<br/><br/>"Fucking cockroach," he muttered into his glass, just before downing the last of his drink. Setting the empty container down, he made eye contact with the others for the first time since they had left the shooting range. "Is there anyone we can fight for that isn't commanded by heartless assholes?"