Kader shook the captain's hand obligingly. Rebels though these people were, they were also pilots and that was a breed of person he understood. Verbal swagger wasn't going to hold much sway with them, and Tong had a chip on her shoulder he was yet to identify.<br/><br/>"I don't think the defending fleet expected to be getting heat from two angles." Kader said with what he hoped was an iota of modesty. "Still, I'm happy with the outcome. My previous CO had me confined to quarters for...speaking out of turn, shall we say. If it hadn't been for your agent, I'd have been stuck on board that Gozanti when the fuel depot went up."<br/><br/>He turned his head towards Tong, attempting a dashing smile which he hoped would melt her demeanour just a touch. "Not much of a side-switching story. I'm sure yours is better."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Charm check?</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.clipular.com/c/5520402164744192.png?k=XOXBVNc4ar1dfKgNSsh5B-qPsac)</div></div><br/><br/>It was only when he started to eat that he realised how hungry he actually was. He was with an entirely new fleet now, so he had no idea what time they were working on. He could barely recall what the standarised time had been back on the<em>Caveat</em>, or precisely how long it had been since then.<br/><br/>"So where's this bubble-tub headed?" He asked.