"Hilarious, I'm sure." He draws back, stalking around the newcomer, radiating exhausted mistrust in the rigidity of limbs and the tautness of his jaw.
As off-putting as this encounter is, prioritizing is sacrosanct in these circumstances. Thus, restructuring the ship's internal systems so that the entire crew and, by extension, himself, don't asphyxiate in their quarters unquestionably takes priority. He drops and rolls to his back to attack the console's underbelly, attempting to prize away some of the plating so he may access the wirework within.
"How is it you were overlooked?" he snaps, fingernails scrabbling ineffectively against the molded metal. Growling, he slams at the thing with a force greater than what is strictly requisite. "The science team sorted itself immediately and you're only approaching me with this now?" After - years?
Years?
Years. Probably. Possibly. Likely. Not particularly relevant.
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As off-putting as this encounter is, prioritizing is sacrosanct in these circumstances. Thus, restructuring the ship's internal systems so that the entire crew and, by extension, himself, don't asphyxiate in their quarters unquestionably takes priority. He drops and rolls to his back to attack the console's underbelly, attempting to prize away some of the plating so he may access the wirework within.
"How is it you were overlooked?" he snaps, fingernails scrabbling ineffectively against the molded metal. Growling, he slams at the thing with a force greater than what is strictly requisite. "The science team sorted itself immediately and you're only approaching me with this now?" After - years?
Years?
Years. Probably. Possibly. Likely. Not particularly relevant.
Rush hasn't been keeping track.