Torkin didn't get any impression from any of the three choices. He looked at Vizzal who just shrugged as well. Seeing that it didn't matter which one since neither of them knew which one to choose first, he just picked one. Torkin sent the coordinates of the one he randomly chose back to Tyran. "Lets start with that one. Now lets go get us some Dark siders." He looked at Vizzal who was wagging a finger at him, "I know it's just recon I know! That was just a," he paused looking for an obvious lie, "That was just a figure of speech."