Mention of things he knew that Sundowner wanted to know made Warner tense. A tense line formed on his face as his mouth closed regarding the man. Operational security was something imperative to any successful mission. There was no way he would divulge any information about the Arks or their purpose except to fellow Marines. Given that, for all he knew, the ones in Apple and Adam were the only lefts on Earth that was unlikely to happen. It was tempting to ask help from the locals but every time that temptation reared it's head, it was promptly squashed when he spotted a local wiping his ass with a cactus.<br/><br/>"With all due respect si-Sundowner, the things I know I couldn't share even if I wanted to." Warner finished the pie and polished off the last of the tea. Whatever emotions leaked through the cracks in the dam were repaired. Voice was steady and neutral despite the events of the past few minutes.  "That does not mean I would not accept being friends, just know I have secrets that stay secrets." Setting the plate back along with the glass on the bedside table he moved to get up, placing the rifle beside him. "Go do your business, thank you for the rifle. I have my own business to attend to, mainly getting back whats mine. Thank you again Sundowner." Warner was looking through his uniform as he said that, it was all there. Looking up at Sundowner his eyes studied the man who had given so much of his time for a stranger. It was mighty suspicious even with the honeyed words.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Short one this time.<br/><strong>Read a Person</strong><br/>At 2014-04-22 13:17:39, SGTDan (uid: 37668) rolls: 2d6a1 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=57553)<br/><em>What does your character intend to do?</em></div></div>