Thraxius looks and sounds about as irritable as usual, which is probably a good sign.  Despite the comical mustachioed duo of his pith-helmet wearing servo-skull and modified utility mechadendrite peering over his right shoulder, he seemed to be taking the current situation<em>quite</em>seriously.<br/><br/><em>"I say we stop wasting any more damn time,"</em>he grunted.<em>"Strategizing is all well and good, but it won't help much the second everything turns to shite.  I'd rather not keep the proud men and women of the Guard waiting any longer than we half to."</em>