Dariel looked around the camp the entire time the Sargent was talking to them. The man wasn't even an officer and he was in charge of this sad little piece of property, that just showed how much little value this place seemed to hold. Still, the man they should meet was the commissar and they were waisting their time here with a meaningless chitchat with someone who couldn't help them. Dariel just stood silently in the back of the group and wondered if he should get involved in the conversation, quickly deciding against the notion. He had no wise to speak to that big guy and just thinking about it caused him to turn away and start to once again look around the camp im hopes of spotting something interesting.