Cortez schooled his features to a blank look and turned to face the enraged Thraxius.<em>Huh, I wonder if his wires crossed... is that possible? What</em>would<em>happen if it was...</em>Slowly approaching Thraxius, Cortez raised one hand and brought it to his head, proceeding to... pat him gently on the head and break into a big grin. "Aw, you<em>do</em>care! Come on, after I'm done with him you can be the one to open the airlock. For now tough I'll be in my quarters, send someone to get me when we get there."<br/><br/>Turning and walking away Cortez made his way to his rather lavish quarters and took a moment to relax, taking the top half of his armor off and stretching before lounging in a chair. Wooden walls and floors, even the door to his quarters was a handcrafted piece of art... or so it appeared. Heavy layers of plasteel and ceramite were concealed by the wood, the door and door frame was a genelocked slab of adamantium and ceramite that was covered in two halves of an actual ornate door which had been carefully cut in half and secured to their new position. Even then he kept the holo-suit and conversion field on.<br/><br/><em>This is a fine mess we're in...</em>