Orga's expression resolves a little more into a frown. He's not sure what's more complicated, either having McGillis here or being without him as a linchpin between himself and Gjallarhorn. Though it might not even work out that well, considering the discord he'd seen between the two factions in the last few months, and not to mention what the man had outlined to him as his plan. As much as a primary instinct of Orga's tells him not to get himself into the middle of an internal conflict between Gjallarhorn fleets, but, well. He's already in it, unfortunately.
He can sense Mika's threatening presence at his elbow, though his own expression is a little more reserved. To continue to worry at differences carried from back home would only prove to be a strategical error here. He watches her carefully, waiting for her decision.
The one she gives is probably the best that he could've asked for. He gives a nod, accompanied with a short sigh that was actually half-breath of relief.]
Alright. Good.
[He glances to Mika for a moment, sharing a wordless exchange with him, before looking back to his Gjallarhorn roommate.] We'll give you some space. When I come back tomorrow, we can hammer something out. Sound fair?
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Orga's expression resolves a little more into a frown. He's not sure what's more complicated, either having McGillis here or being without him as a linchpin between himself and Gjallarhorn. Though it might not even work out that well, considering the discord he'd seen between the two factions in the last few months, and not to mention what the man had outlined to him as his plan. As much as a primary instinct of Orga's tells him not to get himself into the middle of an internal conflict between Gjallarhorn fleets, but, well. He's already in it, unfortunately.
He can sense Mika's threatening presence at his elbow, though his own expression is a little more reserved. To continue to worry at differences carried from back home would only prove to be a strategical error here. He watches her carefully, waiting for her decision.
The one she gives is probably the best that he could've asked for. He gives a nod, accompanied with a short sigh that was actually half-breath of relief.]
Alright. Good.
[He glances to Mika for a moment, sharing a wordless exchange with him, before looking back to his Gjallarhorn roommate.] We'll give you some space. When I come back tomorrow, we can hammer something out. Sound fair?