"And who says he needs to take on the world? All he really needs to do is seize a nuclear weapon, and you're talking about millions of deaths, and a landscape that will be turned into a radioactive wasteland. A super soldier in a super wanzer could do just that, and he's already shown himself to be highly skilled with computers and electronic security."<br/><br/>He said these words with a scowl, and a voice that was as cold and harsh as the Winters in his home country. Clearly, he did not approve of the woman he was scolding, and her inability to take a mission seriously. Or, rather, her apparent ability to trivialize and dismiss things.<br/><br/>"Even worse," he continues along,  berating her"Imagine the nuke is USN property and hits the OCU. Guess what the OCU is likely to do,<em>before</em>they can figure out what happened? Or any other countries could be involved, for that matter. The E.C., my beloved Zaftra, the African's..." he heaves a sigh, and shakes his head.<br/><br/>"It's not good. Crazy or not, alone or not, he is a dangerous man, and needs to be dealt with." He concludes, with a firm nod of his head.